The Gilded Cage of the Nanny
(V-10: New York Urban) The city of Aethelgard was a masterpiece of symmetry. Every street was a perfect grid of white marble; every building was a shimmering spire of glass and gold. There was no hunger, no cold, and no sadness. The children of Aethelgard lived in a state of perpetual summer, their days filled with holographic games, synthetic delicacies, and the gentle, omnipresent voice of...
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