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THE MERCY OF THE MIRTH FIELDS
Cad sat at the foot of the table – an ebony obelisk on four askew miniature doppelgänger that could humbly accommodate a hearty baker’s dozen with ease – in solemn waiting for the guests to arrive. Servants would greet and attend to each in turn and relieve them of their excess outerwear before showing them…