Glitter and Gold

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The light poured into the chamber of the man adorned in yellow, his porcelain mask glimmering under the lavender moonlight as he rose to his feet, the smell of sweat and iron greeted him as his eyes adjusted to the light. Silently, he slipped into his robe and shuffled out onto the balcony basking in the glow of the obsidian stars above, taking in a long, slow breath.

Allibastor stood alone, a fool in the court of men and women who dared to butcher gods, to cut down their own people in cold blood, and twist themselves and others into forms even they themselves dared not to understand. Allibastor, the Fool of the Marigold duke stood looking down at this city of infinite horrors and he did as was demanded. Allibastor smiled.

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