The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The hall was a cavern of gold leaf and dust, the air thick with the scent of lilies and old stone, a place where time seemed to pool and stagnate like blood in a vein that had long ceased to pump. I stood at the periphery of the grand banquet, a sentinel among the feasters, my uniform pressed to a sharpness that felt like a second skin, tight and suffocating against my ribs. The chandeliers...

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