The Distant Affair

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2026-08-18 02:27:14 -

The stone of the Hall of Mirrors does not breathe, yet you feel it inhale against your skin as you press your forehead to the cold, polished floor. You are on your knees, and the velvet of your dress has worn thin at the shins, leaving small, pale maps of exhaustion on your legs. Above you, the vaulted ceiling is a dark expanse of painted constellations, static and indifferent, watching you...

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