The Gilded Masquerade
**Act I: The Velvet Invitation (20%)** Paris, 1892. The city was a fever dream of absinthe, velvet, and the slow decay of an empire. In the heart of the Montmartre district, the salon of Julian Sterling was the epicenter of the avant-garde. Sterling was not a painter or a poet, but a critic—a man whose pen could elevate a nameless waif to a muse or bury a genius in the depths of obscurity. He...
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