The gala dragged on and Valk found reason to slip away. A side door led to a closed exhibit hall lined with statues of the pantheon gods. As he bent over to examine a likeness of The Tycoon, its shadow split in two and went skittering off into the dark.
Fifty-Word Fantasy, Day 15 (EXHIBIT)
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