The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The ballroom hummed. It was a low, metallic vibration, deep in the floorboards, rising through the soles of your boots. The air tasted of ozone and burnt sugar. Outside, the sky over the city of Oakhaven was a bruised purple, choked by the smoke of the foundries. Inside, the chandeliers burned with a light that had no source. They were not candles. They were not gas. They were spheres of...

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