The Distant Affair
The glass shattered not with a single, decisive crack but with a thousand simultaneous screams of silica giving way to the pressure of a storm that had been brewing in the marrow of the earth for decades, raining down upon the workshop of Elias Thorne like a cold, glittering shroud that covered the floorboards in a mosaic of his own making. Elias stood frozen in the center of the room, his...
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