The Wistful Cipher

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The banquet hall was a cathedral of glass and frost, suspended in a void that defied the geometry of the waking world. It was a place of eternal twilight, where the chandeliers did not burn with gas or electricity but with the trapped light of dying stars. Margaret sat at the head of a long table that stretched into a misty distance, her fingers tight around a crystal goblet that held no wine,...

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