The Wistful Mountain

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The hall is vast. It breathes. You stand at the edge of the marble floor, your shoes clicking a hollow rhythm against the stone. The air tastes of dust and old gold. Above you, the chandeliers blaze like trapped stars, casting long, trembling shadows that dance across the walls. You are here for the gala. You are here to save the institute. Or so you told yourself in the mirror this morning,...

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