The Faded Masquerade

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2026-08-21 19:17:20 -

The ballroom hummed. It was a low sound. Like a machine. Waiting. Margaret stood in the corner. She held her glass. It was empty. The light was gold. Thick gold. It fell on the chandelier. It fell on the men. They wore masks. Smooth. White. Featureless. They did not speak. They watched. Their eyes were dark. Deep. Like wells. Margaret felt the heat. It rose from the floor. It wrapped her legs....

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