The Faded Masquerade

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The glass shattered. It was not a sound. It was a color. A sharp, jagged red that filled my eyes. I dropped the shard. It cut my thumb. The blood was hot. "Did you see that?" I asked. My wife, Sarah, was standing by the window. She did not turn around. She was looking at the street. The street was empty. "I see it," she said. We were in the study. It was our home. Or what was left of it. The...

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