The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-20 16:19:18 -

The feast roars. Candles gutter. You are here. You are wrong. The hall smells of wax and blood. Red drapes. Gold leaf. Silk. They laugh at your silence. You do not speak. You wait. The air is thick. Heavy. A weight on your chest. You are an exile. A ghost in a suit of armor. The king sits high. Above the smoke. Above the noise. He looks down. He does not see you. He sees a shadow. A mistake....

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