The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The glass did not break. It shattered. There is a difference, though I no longer know which. I stood in the center of the atrium, holding the shard of the chandelier in my hand. The edge bit into my palm. The blood was warm and red and utterly ordinary. Around me, the silence of the boardroom was heavy, thick as wet wool. I had come here to destroy it. To break the thing that held us. But I had...

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