The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The banquet hall smells of roasted pheasant and stale lavender, a scent that has permeated the very marrow of your bones since you first took up the post of Chief Provisioner at the Institute of Nutritional Continuity, where the air is filtered through layers of charcoal and the walls are lined with shelves of glass jars containing the distilled essences of joy, sorrow, and the precise,...

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