The Distant Promise
October 14, 2024 The crystal goblet in my hand was heavy, cold, and absurdly expensive, a weight that seemed to anchor my trembling fingers to the reality of the ballroom. I stood at the edge of the polished floor, watching the federal elite swirl in a blur of silk and ambition, their laughter a dull roar that bounced off the high, vaulted ceilings of the estate. I wanted only one thing: the...
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