~ Williams ~The room glowed tonight, a place dressed in gold and glass, and yet Williams bore its burdens like chains. Light poured from crystal chandeliers like molten fire, spilling across pillars and mirrored walls until the entire hall seemed to pulse with radiance. Musicians in black coats played violins and cellos into harmony, their bows drawing out a melody that passed through the air like perfume, sweet and alluring. The floor reflected the swirl of gowns, emerald, ruby, sapphire, pearl, so many colors that it looked like jewels set in motion, each more polished and practiced than the last. And everywhere, masks.Masks trimmed with feathers, masks lacquered in gold leaf, masks dusted with gemstones. Smiles painted in silk, eyes shielded by crafted mystery. Each guest wore one, but Williams knew from experience that the masks were the most honest part of them. They didn’t conceal. They revealed. What a person chose to wear on their face spoke more truth than the expressions t
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