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Sofia Andrukhovych
Felix Austria (Novel Excerpt)
Thorn makes a nervous step forward,
touches her neck with his hands, recoils. The
silk shroud flies up like a sinister bird. The
curtains creak and start slowly closing. The
public manages to see Thorn taking off his
top hat, pulling off his gloves and throwing
them to the ground.
Lonely uncertain clapping can be heard in
the hall.