The Wistful Show
"You’re late, Elias," the voice said from the shadows of the gallery, not a question but a verdict delivered with the flat, finality of a judge slamming a gavel. "The board is waiting. They are tired of your whimsical little experiments. They want the ledger balanced." Elias did not turn around. He stood before the large, floor-to-ceiling window that looked out onto the rain-slicked...
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