The Wistful Witness

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The hall was a cavern of wax and whispered secrets, the air thick with the scent of beeswax and old roses, a perfume that seemed to hang in the stagnant warmth of the ancient vaults, where the torches burned low and the shadows stretched long and thin across the stone floor like the fingers of the dead reaching for the living. I stood in the corner, my dress a tapestry of silk and arrogance,...

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