[Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] Ladies and gentlemen… If there is anyone left to call by those names. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] My name is Count Adrian von Falkenbrück. Once, I stood in this cabaret as a guest— a man out of fashion, out of fortune, but not yet out of hope. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] Above us hung a chandelier of coloured glass. A foolish, beautiful thing. It believed the world could be gentle. Tonight, it lies in pieces at my feet. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] The cabaret fell long before the glass did. Not all at once— no, it began with a badge, a whisper, a boy who stood a little straighter than before. We told ourselves it was nothing. We told ourselves the music would save us. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] Camille vanished. Samuel left. Vivienne ran. Elias… [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] Elias tried to hold the night together with nothing but his smile. But even light can be beaten out of a man. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] And Lukas Engel— the sweet boy with the angelic voice— he returned in a uniform that fit him far too well. A child turned into a warning. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] As for me… I survived. Not through courage, but through the cold mathematics of knowing when a tide cannot be turned. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] And yet— in the wreckage of this place, among the broken glass and the dust, I find something unexpected. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] Fragments. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] Tiny shards of coloured crystal that still catch the light, quietly, stubbornly, as if refusing to forget what they once were. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] That is all that remains of this moment in history— a brief, impossible flash of colour in a world turning grey. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] It did not last. But it mattered. [Spoken Word — Adrian Von Falkenbruk] And somewhere, in the dark, the fragments still shine.
