Unleashing Echo

Stepping out of L’Éclipse Rouge, the midnight air struck Leona’s skin with the bite of falling needles. Chilly rain slicked the black asphalt, catching the blurred reflections of red neon and passing headlights. The patronizing smirk Beatrice Dupont had worn at the dinner table still hovered in her peripheral memory, but Leona discarded it like trash. High-society politics were nothing more than i