The Dinner Party at the End of the World
The penthouse of the Azure Tower was a masterpiece of glass and gold, floating above a New York City that was currently screaming. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky had turned a bruised, sickly purple. The horizon was a jagged line of fire as the skyscrapers of Midtown began to tilt and slide into the earth. The sound was a constant, low-frequency roar—the sound of a civilization...
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