The gears turn slowly. A hidden network within the walls of silence executes decisions with cold accuracy. The council convenes not in person but through spectral whispers and unseen hands.
In the dim-lit rooms of power, where voices echo softly through labyrinthine ducts, the council's deliberations are etched into the framework of society.
Mechanisms of influence. The shadow council manipulates from behind, a specter of governance that neither sleeps nor falters. Its members remain nameless, faceless, yet their presence resonates through every decision.
Their assembly is silent, invisible, yet powerful.
The clock ticks in the background, marking the passage of time in a world governed by shadows.