The Faded Chronicle

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The dream was not of the house, but of the glass. It hung in the air above the dining room table, a perfect pane of crystal, trembling with the weight of a single drop of condensation. In the dream, the drop fell. It did not shatter the glass. It passed through it, untouched, continuing its descent into the dark wood of the floor. Waking, Elias felt the cold sweat on his brow and the lingering...

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