The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The glass was broken. Not shattered in a violent burst, but fractured into a thousand tiny, jagged pieces that caught the grey light of the industrial fog. I held one shard in my palm. It cut deep. I did not pull my hand away. The blood ran down my wrist, warm and red, mixing with the cold sweat of the factory floor. "Stop that," Thomas said. His voice was low. A rumble in the chest. "I have to...

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