The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-22 09:30:48 -

The door slammed. I was not inside. I was outside, standing on the cold flagstones of the courtyard, watching the heavy oak doors seal shut behind me. The air was thick. It smelled of wet wool and old iron. I had just left the High Council. I had just been exiled. Or perhaps I had just been freed. The words were different. The feeling was the same. It was a hollow feeling. A void where a heart...

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