The Wistful Silence

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The feast was a thing of terrible brightness, a sea of tallow light that burned with the aggressive, consuming hunger of a fire that had been fed too much fat and too little air, and in the center of this blinding expanse, where the long table bowed under the weight of roasted swan and honeyed figs, sat Sir Thomas Bradshaw, a man whose laughter was a dry, cracking sound, like a branch snapping...

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