The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The glass shattered. It did not break with a sound. It broke with a silence so absolute it swallowed the air in the Great Hall. Margaret watched the fragments hang suspended in the golden light. They were not shards. They were stars. A constellation of jagged, brilliant nothing. She stood in the center of the marble floor. The floor was white. The walls were white. The sky beyond the windows...

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