The Faded River
Chapter One "You will drink this, or you will leave the table, and I do not care which, Samira, for the dust is already in the rafters and it will not wait for your pride." The voice belonged to Dr. Aris, and it came from across the long, polished table where the banquet of the university was laid out in a display of such ostentatious hunger that it seemed to mock the famine that had gripped...
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