The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The feast was not of food, but of light, a blinding, geometric array of lanterns that hung from the high vaulted ceiling of the hall like suspended stars, casting long, sharp shadows that danced across the polished stone floor. In the center of this luminous labyrinth stood a boy named Arthur, his small frame trembling not from fear, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the air, which felt...

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