78 ~ Quicksand: One last time

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There’s a saying that the devil doesn’t come dressed in a red cape and monstrous, pointy horns. He comes as everything you’ve ever wished for… Jack stares at the expensive glass in his hand, studying its exquisite craftsmanship. It feels weighty in his hand, its balanced design giving off a sense of luxury and refinement. The glass is delicate yet sturdy, crafted only from the finest crystal. As he turns it in his hand, he admires the smooth, flawless surface that catches the soft glow of the nearest candlelight burning for Rose, casting mesmerizing patterns across the room. Etched into the glass are intricate designs that call to mind swirling vines and delicate filigree, adding a whimsical but elegant touch to its appearance. Within the bowl, the rich amber hue of the brandy shimmers i

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