IMPORTANT GUESTS would be arriving today.News of their arrival, unbidden to Parisa, would not have had much of an effect had she not woken to an eerily silent mansion at dawn. Lying corpse-still beneath the layers of blankets, she peered at the ceiling in a drowsy haze, her consciousness still drifting beneath a permeable membrane of sleep. The ritualistic sound of children thundering on the grounds had been replaced with a noiselessness that bordered on empty. Was it morning yet?Her head lolled to the side as she inquired the time with a puzzled expression from the clock. The design was minimalistic: a wooden square frame with white luminous numbers.
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