The Wistful Dinner

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Chapter One My hands were still shaking from the weight of the clay tablet when I set it down on the lacquered table. The ink on the complaint I had just transcribed was not yet dry, and the air in the Ministry of Records smelled of wet paper and the coppery tang of old blood. I am Ying Wu, a junior archivist, and I stand at the head of a banquet that feels less like a celebration and more like...

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