The Wistful Dinner

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The hall was a cavern of breath, a living lung that expanded and contracted with the weight of three hundred souls who had gathered to witness the ascension of the Lady of the House. I stood at the threshold, my hands trembling not from the cold, which was nonexistent in the vaulted sanctuary, but from the sheer, crushing density of the air, thick with the scent of burnt amber and the metallic...

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