The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The dream was made of glass. Elara stood on the high balcony. The stone was cold. Her boots were new. Leather. Soft. She looked down. The courtyard was a void. Black. Deep. Below, a man stood. He wore red. Red velvet. A high collar. A mask of gold. He did not move. He only watched. Elara’s hand went to her chest. Her heart beat. Thump. Thump. A trapped bird. She reached for the railing. The...

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