The Theater of the Absurd
The 'Ivory Tower' was not a prison in the traditional sense. There were no bars, only velvet curtains and gold-leafed moldings. Dorian lived in the East Wing, a space designed to look like a decadent Parisian salon. He was a prisoner of his own aesthetic, confined by a contract that traded his freedom for a lifetime of absolute luxury and artistic stimulation. Lyra was his counterpart in the...
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