The party continued, drifting into that specific, quiet territory that all good evenings eventually reach.
The music dropped in tempo, shifting from a driving rhythm to a low, resonant ambient sound that filled the vast architectural spaces of the cathedral-like venue without overpowering the conversations.
The golden, breathing lattice of the ceiling slowed its pulse, mirroring the settling energy of the room.
People were no longer moving across the floor in large groups. Instead, they had formed localized ecosystems, anchoring themselves in the plush, jewel-toned seating, connecting with each other in ways that would have been impossible anywhere else on Earth.
