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~Alaya
From what I remember, the party is significantly different from last year.
My gaze first found the feature in the centre. A giant tower of champagne glasses drenched in a constant flow of glistening golden alcohol. People stood around it, admiring the extravagance of it all. Then I drank in the sight of the people, each adorned in obsidian suits and glistening silver dresses.
I felt like an opposing force against an army of wealth. I'm dressed in gold.
People stare. Some bitter, some envious, some acquisitive. The focus of the room is suddenly on me, and I'm suddenly unsure of what to do with myself.
I look around at the rest of the
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