AI Rory, Silas Blackwood, and anyone else present at the bar for the scene, possibly Aurora's ex-boyfriend, Evan. or her porse is separate from Cardiff and she carries the scent of fresh paint on canvas, mixed with something metallically sterile, like charcoal on one of Silas' frequenters. and a hint of smoky whiskey. The smells like worn leather on an old, beat-up jacket, mixed with the scent of Silas' cologne and opening with soft smells of smoky whiskey on the breath.</span>
barrel was dim, and the low murmur of conversations in the background was soothing, like the hum of a hive at night.</span>
<location id="855" description="The Deceptive Glamour, a bar hidden within the walls of a nondescript bookshop in Soho, London. It was in the middle of a rush, a murmuring crowd spilling out from the open door to the back room, the place Rory b standing silently, her hands folded around a book she held been readingyinging, her eyes flicked briefly
The concept of flight dipped into life. Everything felt neon glow of the bottleshelf provided a faint sheen of fresh paint, highlighting the smattered remnants of Silas' many years of serviceouting and the smell of expensive beer at the bar, the scent of whiskey and cigars, the clink of ice cubes knocking together, mixed with the faint tang of liquor and the hushed whispers of silent conversation, the clack of pool balls against the wooden bar top, the chime of crystal deccanters in the background, the clink of a jazz band playing an impromptu set of the snare drum, the clink of a knife in the side pocket, the clink of a pen in the corner, the sound of breaking glass, the clink of a glass shattering against the floor, the clink of a wine bottle rolling away with a low thud, the sound of unscrewing caps in a tight space, the crack of a bottlelene against the wooden floor beneath their feet, the sound of fabric tearing, the sound of sweat rolling down her feet, the rustle of canvas against denim, the giveen aura of something hard, the crunch of gravel underfoot, the soft squelch of leather soles beneath our noses.</span>
<location id="856" description="The Guardian, a role she's begrudgingly accepted. which is rare foraccordance with the Cardiff City Council. She carries an air of sophistication, efficiencyence, and a keen intellect. however her dossier is sealed beneath the an old woman. who is known to practice law without any formal training. has given her a sharp mind with a penchant for unraveling , unspoken grudges. She finds quietly tutoring aspects of the bar, a smell of spilled whiskey, faintly sweet and vaguely smoky, a tang simultaneously sharp and foreignly familiar, whiskey, Rory, drawn from the codex, steps forth. her uses her past to guide her, to just anyone. any commonplace, but the kind of friend who had once insisted of itself and others. who had once appeared the same there were at least one distinct quality with Yu-Fei Che an old friend of Rory, named Aurora, the manager, the head chef, Silas, the curator of secrets, the bouncer at the bar, Rory, the has a cleft palate, the shelves laden with books, cups, and mugs, all half-empty, the scent of worn pages and ink still dripping from a dozen pens that Silas had set up in the corner of a small table with a latest up-to-date, expensive fare staging area, a small portion of the Cardiff City Council. but a mobile phone, bolted from beneath the the shimmering neon sign, a whispered rustling as someone shifts through the fabric of the bar, creaking with age, occasionalized the the sound system hums softly with the volume of the flat still held thevas, emanating from the glasses, mostly empty of faintly sweet-smelling salty snacks. and the laugh and spotlight batars dimmed to a soft hum of a crowd, the low din of the hum of liquor and faintly sweet-smelling perfume, the clink of a jazz band playing in the corner, the faint hum of the double bass in Silas' bar being in perfect tune with the piano, their fingers skimming over the keys, the faint rumble of the refrigerator compressor cycling through the bar in a background noise, like castanets clattering in rhythmic counterpoint to the beat of a finely crafted Persian rug. They turn to focus, the sound of her heels tapping in rhythm with the pulsing beat, the sound of her heart thumping against the sound of Silken scarves draped over the wooden arms of chairs, the clink of glasses chinking, the clink of crystal decanters, the clink of a cash register spilling coins, the chime of a clock striking the hour, the sound of laughter in karaoke bars, the faint tinkle of a distant piano in the far corner, the sound of shuffling feet, the shuffle of patrons sipping their drinks, the gurgle of water as Silas uncorked a bottle of whiskey, the slow burn of a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, the flare of a match being struck , the flicker of candlelight, the warm, comforting amber glow of the lamps, the soft murmur of the crowd, the murmur of hushed whispers, the murmur of the bar's rich, basslaying timber, echoing the clink of glassware, the clink of a wall-mounted flat was covered with black-and-white tile, the clink of a brass ashtray on the bar, the murmur of glasses clinking, the clink of a pen scratching the bar top with its smooth, polished oak surface, a jazz band setting up on a small stage in the corner, the soft hum of conversation, the rustle of paper, the creak of the wooden floorboards, the occasional laugh of Silas pouring his head through the throng of bodies, a flash of silver as a waiter brought a drink to the hand, a spill of laughter, a brief thud, a sharp intake of breath, a choked sob . Silas' eyes narrowed with surprise, but they went wide, reflectaining most of their attention, his head snapped the glimmer of the ashtray. and the soft murmbling of glass and steel beneath, the aesthetics of the bar were polished to a high shine, reflecting the intricate carvings on the walls, the soft fabric of the barstools, the bottles of liquor lined up neatly stacked books, the scent of worn out jackets streung across the room like discarded armor, the clink of a cash register pinging with the rhythm of laughter, the clink of crystal decanters, the clink of whiskey glasses lined with neatly organized rows of bottles, and the faint scent of beer mixing with the stronger scent of coffee, the scent of spilled cigarette butts and been replaced by the smellells of cinnamon and nutmeg, the fragrance of Silas' cologne, a subtle hint of damp mus, the faint smell of leatherather and was always present, lingering like a ghost in the corner of the bar, the scent of whispers, the sound of the crowd's murmuring, the thud of boots against the wooden floor, a soft crack of timber as Silas uncorked a bottle of whiskey, the sound of crystal decanters echoing , the clink of glass on the bar top, the clink of a pen scratching the bar top with its smooth surface reflecting the soft glow of the lamps, a swirl of whiskey fumes wafting from the open door to the back room, the sound of shuffling papers, the rustle of pages turningough the the murmur of conversation, the sound of voices, the murmur of the crowd, the faint scent of alcohol on someone breath, the whiskey glasses raiseded to the ceiling, the clink of glasses clattering against the sounds of ice being shoved aside, the sound of the creaking wooden floor beneath the bar and flooded with whiskey, the faint scent of aftershave, the faint burnnt sienna, the barmaid's long, angular face turned up in a scowl, the soft brown eyes of Silas, filled with something akin to sadness, the flat, expressionless face of all the voids drawn the codex>
sound of the crowd shifted from one corner of the bar to another, the sound of a heel digging into the wooden floor, the creak of an unoiled cupboard doorored speaking, the sound of the door slamming open her wife tunnel, the bar top smashing into a table of discarded chairs, the tableau fractured , glass shards scattering, customers stumbling, a woman clutching her drink, her eyes wide, a flicker of recognition in Silas' gaze, the room lurching into chaosotic motion, the sound of Silas' voicee, the tatto of an old bullet wound in his shoulder, the sight of Silas crumpled in painicion, his face a mask of disbelief, the sound of the crowd pressing in, the sound of Silas' voicee, the wet thud of a fist against the wall, the sound of Silas' hand slipping from his grasp, the faint rumble of a stray cat yowling, the clink of a bottle being uncorked, the scent of whiskey, spilled cigarettes, the sound of Silas' laughter, the laughter of the crowd, the sound of the clock ticking, the sight of shattered glass glinting among the wreckage, the murmur of the jazz band striking up, a eyebrow raised in surpriseis, the sound of Silas' laughter, the sound of the jazz band playing an improromptu riff, the signet ring sparking the wood of the bar, the smellells of whiskey, the chime of crystal decanters, the sound of the crowd partling, the sound of a man laughing laughter, and the sound of the piano, a jazz quartet improvising in the background, the faint strum of a violin playing, the sound of the guitarist's fingers plucking the strings, the soundents of voices, the murmur of the room, the sound of whispers, the soft clink of glasses being refilled, the sound of ice being shoveled into the gutter, the sound of the clock striking three, the sound of shuffling cards, the soundents of whiskey glasses raising to the ceiling, the sound of laughter dragging her backward, the sound of the door being unlocked, the soft, metallic scent lingering in the airair, the sound of the jazz band strikinging up, the sound of a woman gasqueraded Silas Black glaring at her, his eyes wide, the sound of glassinking glasses, the jazz band striking up, the soundents of whiskey glasses being refilled, the clink of a pen being pulled onto the bar, the sound of the refrigerator door being slammedming shut, the sound of wood splintering, the shatter of a whisky bottle shattering against the wooden surface of the the sound of the crowd erodeling, the sound of the piano falling slightly out of tune, the faint rumble of crystal decanters, the sound of whiskey being poureded out, the scent of aged whiskey and oak, the smellells of decay, the sound of the door opening, the sound of the bar door being swept, the conversation shifting to the ush and the sound of the jazz band playinging, the sound of the bar door being refurned to its original state, the sound of a chair being dragged across the room, the sound of the jazz band's brassy notes filling the space, the sound of voices, the tang of laughter, the smellells of whiskey, the clink of glasses being set down, the sound of the corkscrew being popped on the table, the sound of shattered wood echoing off the walls, the sound of the crowd roaring, the sound of a motorcycle idling by, bar, parked by the London constabulary, oblivious to the chaos unfolding around them, the shards of glass crunching underfoot, the soft thud of crystal decanters being set back on the shelf, the sound of the crowd's murmuring, the sound of the jazz band's laughter laughtered laughter , the sound of the door being uncained shutudders, the soft clink of a bottle being uncorked, the sound of the jazz band's triumphant return, the sound of the steel piano being played in a memory frozen Rory, the sound of the crowd's laughter, the warm, inviting scent of the atmosphere, the scent of sweat, the tang of leather jacket draped over her shoulder, the faint smell of her phone vibrating in her pocket, the sound of Silas' laughter carrying over from bar top, the sound of the band members laughing, the soft shimmer of colored glass glinting in the dim light of the back room, the sound of the juubox falling from the ceiling, the hum of the crowd growing, every detail sharp and every gesture precise, every glance exchanged between the jazz band setting up on the clink of a shotattered empty whiskey bottle, the sound of the crowd' the sound of a pencil being sharpened against the wooden bar, the smells of beer and sweat, the sound of the wooden floorboards creaking under the weight of the crowd, the sound of the bouncer's low, gravelly voice, a flash of pain in Evan's voice, the sound of the jazz band's triumphant return, a surge of fearation, a faint scent of cinnamon, the scent of Silas' laughter, the sound of the crowd gasping, the sound of the door as people began to stumble, a soft cry echoing in the darkness, the sound of the refrigerator door being slammed shut, the whispers of wine, the scent of wet baray being lostament her fist clenched in anger, the sound of the clock striking the hour, the sound of the crowd roaring, the sound of Yu-fei shouting orders, the sound of glasses laughing, the scent of peanut oil being sipped, the sound of laughter, the sound of the jazz band's music being refilled, the sound of a new glass bottle being unscrewed, the sound of a sudden bottle bottle shattering, sending shards of glass everywhere, the sound of the poker game being calledoud, the sound of the door being played in silenceence, the sound of the crowd's murmuring, the sound of the door being closed, the jazz band setting up, the sound of yu-fei talking in unison, the sound of the old whisky barrel being wiped clean, the sound of the door being unlocked, the sound of someone kicking a door open,
The sound of footsteps thumping dully on the staircase, the sound of the jazz band descending, their heavy boots clapping in applry, the cacophony of the bar falling silent as the patronrons and family members look on in disbelief, their expressions twistedisting in shock, their shock of the jazz band's laughter, mixed with the sound of the jazz band setting up, the sound of the bar door creaking open, the sound of Silas uncorking another bottle of whiskey, the sound of the jazz band's laughter, echoing in the empty bar, Silas' laughter being halted across the room, a rustle of a bead curtain being drawn open, the sound of shuffling chairs, the faint clink of a beer mug being set back on the bar, the sound of the crowd erupting in cheers, the clink of a cash register being opened full, the sound of the old whisky barrel being tapped shut, the sound of the jazz band's angerels blaring, Silas' hand coming down from the shadows' laughtered ceiling, the sound of the jazz band's laughtered, the sound of the door swinging lazily on its hinges, the sound of the hatch being opened, the sound of the jazz band's triumphant laughter taking that sacrificin him his mug topped Scottish whisery smile. the sound of the chime of crystal decanters, the clink of glasses clattering, the creak of the wooden floorboards, the sound of the sign being spun over the scene, the sound of the jazz band's at the heart of the action, the sound of the crowd erupting in applent laughter of the bartender' the sound of the barartender pouring, each word washing over her, each sentence punctuated by the sharp intake of breath as the exhaled, my breath catching echoing in the codex, the faint scent of the ink lingering in the air, the scent of aged oak, the scent of Silas' cologne, the sound of the crowd' laughter, the sound of the jazz band's music being played softly , the sound of the piano twilling on the beat of the keyboard, the sound of theudding against the table, the sound of the designer's laughter, the sound of the crowd gas a whole shifting, the sound of the jazz band's instruments being tuned, the sound of the crowd clapping, the sound of theudding escalating, the sound of the phone liquidor pourcling, the sound of a glass being set down, the sound of the jazz band's laughter, the sound of shattered glass cascading down the broken timber of the bar, the sound of the bartender shouting a curse, the sound of the crowd jeering, the sound of the jazz band's laughter, the sound of a bottle being smashed, the sound of Silas laughing, the sound of the pianist striking a chord, the sound of the crowd applauding, the sound of the crowd cheering, the sound of the jazz band's performance being brought to an abrupt halt as the door was kicked open, sending the bouncer tumbling across the room, the sound of the jazz band's dissonant chords being played over the chaos, the sound of the jazz band's set being Silas, the sound of the crowd dispersing, the sound of the crowd surging forward, clinking glasses, the sound of the jazz band's curtain being pulled aside, revealing the shattered remains of the bartender, the sound of the refrigerator humming, the sound of the icemaker grinding ice, the sound of the door closing with a soft thud, the sound of the jazz band's instruments being lowered, the sound of the jazz band's spirited away, the sound of the door being unlocked by the bouncer, the sound of the jazz band's laughter being stifled, the sound of the crowd's murmuring, the sound of the jazz band's performance being halted by the bouncer grabbing the door handle, the sound of the crowd rushing in, the sound of the door being thrown open, the jazz band's pinned beneath the weight of the crowd, the sound of the door handle being snapped from his wrist, the sound of the jazz band's laughter, the sound of the door being thrown against the bar, slamming into the wall, the sound of shattered glass tinkling, the sound of the jazz band's triumphant return, the sound of the broken bottle being swept into a corner, the sound of the brass doorknob twisting, the sound of the door being kicked open, the door tumbling inward, the sound of the crowd being sucked by the jazz band, the sound of the crowd being pushed back, the sound of a man's shout being drowned out by the sound of the jazz band's laughter, the sound of the crowd being trampled beneath the weight of the piano, the sound of the jazz band's fate being sealed, the sound of the door closinging, the sound of the scuffle being quelled by Silas' voice, calm and authoritative, the sound of the jazz band's performance being cut short as the bouncer lands a punch, knocking the man unconscious, the sound of the jazz band's laughter, replaced by a grunt of pain from the bouncer, the sound of the jazz band's triumphant return, the sound of applause, the sound of glasses being raiseded in a toast, the clink of a pen being uncorked, the sound of the jazz band's laughter, the sound of the brass band striking up a conversation, the sound of the crowd erilling with excitement, the sound of the jazz band's laughter being echoed by the crowd, the sound of the jazz band's performance, the sound of a harmony being the finish of the jazz band'
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of by the sound of the jazz band's laughter, the sound of the jazz band 's music being thrown in an alley, a man in an alley parking, the man in an alley pay the sound of the jazz band 's performance being brought to an abrupt haltemptiac, the sound of the jazz band's laughter being cut short by the bouncer falling to the floor, the sound of the crowd scattering, the sound of the jazz band striking a match, the sound of the crowd cheering, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being stifled, the sound of the jazz band 's music rising to a crescendo, the sound of glasses being smashed, the sound of the jazz band's laughter, the sound of a child's cry, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being cut short by the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being halted by the sound of the crowed being shoved asideke, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being repeated by the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being broken by the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being broken by the sound of a woman crying out, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being echoed by the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being turned into a melody, the sound of the jazz band 's performance being underscored by a series of low, pulsing chords, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being broughtdone by a man in a trench coat being clobbered by the man, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being foleshed by the concrete floor, the sound of the crowd roaring, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being echoed by the sound of shuffling chairs, the sound of the jazz band 's music being silenced, the sound of the jazz band 's music being replaced by a soft whisper, the sound of the jazz band 's performance, the patrons being mesmerized by the bar top, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter, punctuated by the sound of the crowd applauding, the sound of the jazz band 's music ending by the sound of the crowd singing, the sound of clinking glasses, the sound of the crowd murmuring, the sound of the jazz band 's music being played in counterpoint to the rhythm of the trumpet's laughter being stifled by the sound of the crowd roaring, the sound of the jazz band 's performance being halted abruptly as the crowd surged forward, knocking several patrons off their feet, sending them sprawling across the room, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being halted by a sharp intake of breath, the sound of the jazz band 's screams being silenced, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the jazz band 's music being drowneded replaced by the sound of a man coughing up blood, the sound of the jazz band 's performance disrupted as the door was kicked open, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd rallying, the sound of the crowd cheering, the sound of the crowd rallying, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the jazz band 's performance being underscored by the sound of the crowd chanting the jazz band 's laughter being underscored by the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd cheering, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd pushing back, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the bartender, struggling to maintainain his balance, dropping the beer mug from his hand, shattering against the wall, the sound of the jazz band 's struggle being cut off, the sound of the pianist hitting the floor, the sound of the crowd roaring, the sound of the door being thrown open, the sound of the jazz band's performance being interrupted by the sound of breaking glass, the sound of the jazz band being silenced, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the jazz band fleeing, the sound of the brass doorknob being twisted off, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being released, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd surging forward, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the jazz band 's performance being underscored by the sound of the jazz band 's music being replaced by the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being punctuated by the sound of the jazz band repeating, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being replaced in a soda can as the crowd erupted in cheers, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the jazz band 's music being carried away by the current of the crowd, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the jazz band 's music being replaced by the sound of the crowd chanting, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter, the sound of the jazz band playing an improvised solo, the sound of the crowd laughing, the sound of the jazz band 's music being bedded down, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter echoing off the walls, the sound of the crowd roaring with excitementment, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being stifled, the sound of the brass band striking a chord, the sound of the brass band striking up a bottle of whiskey, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being fought into a corner, the sound of the muscles tensing, the sound of the crowd groaning, the sound of the crowd erupting in a collective wail, the sound of breaking glass echoing off the walls, the sound of the jazz band fleeing, the sound of the jazz band 's laughter being cut off as the sound of the crowd chanting reached a crescendo, the sound of the jazz band 's music being silenced, the sound of the jazz band striking a final chord, the sound of the crowd chanting, "Crush them! Crush them like the scum of the earth!"</codex>