The Distant Whispers

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The glass shatters not with a crash, but with a sigh, a soft, dusty exhalation that fills the high-ceilinged archive with the scent of old paper and impending rain, and you watch as the fragments of the herbarium specimen, the *Silphium laciniatum* your mentor had spent forty years cataloging, scatter across the linoleum floor like the broken bones of a forgotten god. "You did not break it,...

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