The Golden Cellar
The banquet hall of the Ministry of Interior, with its vaulted ceilings painted in faded frescoes of imperial glory, hummed with the low, metallic resonance of enforced joy. Crystal chandeliers cast a fractured, diamond-dust light over the sea of dark suits, where the elite of the state gathered to celebrate a decade of unyielding order. It was a space of curated power, where every shadow was...
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