The tiny man, known as Elio, shivered in the corner of the stark, tiled room. He was a prisoner, not of walls, but of perspective. The “STAFF ONLY” sign on the door felt like a cruel joke; the staff here were giants. A shadow fell over him. It was Lyra, a towering woman with a soft face but a…
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