20″The music swells and twirls through the ballroom, a symphony in flickering candlelight. Silas stands at the edge in a black cat mask, alone and lost int hought. “Funny,” he murmurs, glancing at the masked faces. “Some things never change.”
20″The music swells and twirls through the ballroom, a symphony in flickering candlelight. Silas stands at the edge in a black cat mask, alone and lost int hought. “Funny,” he murmurs, glancing at the masked faces. “Some things never change.”
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