The Observer's Garden
The first sign was the headache. It came on during the salon, while Comte de Montclair was debating the nature of beauty with a fellow poet named Valmont. One moment he was speaking; the next, the room seemed to expand, the chandeliers rising like stars into a distant ceiling. He thought it was the wine. He ordered more wine. By morning, his reflection in the mirror was wrong. He was smaller....
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