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... nded thin now, as if someone had pricked holes through the melody and let its strength bleed out. She moved between pillars of cracked marble the way smoke slides through rafters—present, elusive, never still long enough to be caught. Incense hovered in low clouds above the guests’ heads, heavy with myrrh and orange peel, and candles lined the balustrades in trembling rows, their flames tilting whenever doors opened to the chill outside. For every step she took Belle matched the hall’s rhythm wi ...
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