The Faded Masquerade

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2026-08-20 06:27:23 -

The wine was red. It spilled on the white stone floor like a wound. I watched it spread. It touched my hem. I did not wipe it. Let it stay. Let it be. The hall was full. Men in velvet. Women in silk. They laughed. The sound was sharp. It cut the air. It cut me. I stood by the pillar. I held my cup. My hand shook. No one saw. They were busy. They were bright. I was dark. My mother stood above...

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