The Distant Affair
The wine was thick and red, staining the lip of the clay cup as the mayor raised it, his face flushed with the exertion of keeping up the performance. "Here’s to Elias," he bellowed, his voice cracking against the vaulted ceiling of the town hall, "who has served us with a honesty that is as rare as the grain in our silos this year." The room erupted in a roar of laughter, a sound that bounced...
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