The Wistful Crossroads

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The banquet hall of the University of St. Jude’s smelled of roasting venison, damp wool, and the particular, metallic scent of ozone that had begun to cling to the air since the equinox. You sat at the head of the long oak table, your hands resting on the white linen, feeling the fabric’s weave against your skin like a topographic map of a landscape you no longer recognized. Around you, the...

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