The Wistful Show
The dream is not of peace, but of geometry. You stand in the center of a vast, circular hall where the floor is made of cracked marble, and the ceiling is a dome of stained glass that has not yet been installed, leaving the night sky raw and visible above. You are wearing the leather and iron of a watchman, though the armor feels less like protection and more like a second skin that has grown...
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