The Illusion of Opulence

In a realm where velvet whispers secrets and gilded carvings mock the decay of time, every wilted flower bears witness to the absurdity of beauty. Here, the dinner table, a stage for forgotten dreams, invites only the most exquisite of lies.

In a realm where velvet whispers secrets and gilded carvings mock the decay of time, every wilted flower bears witness to the absurdity of beauty. Here, the dinner table, a stage for forgotten dreams, invites only the most exquisite of lies.