The Wistful Voyage

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The chalice sat on the table. It was silver. It was whole. It was hers. Margaret looked at it. The light caught the rim. A thin line of gold. It shimmered. It did not blink. It waited. She touched the side. Cold. Smooth. Unyielding. It was a heavy thing. It had weight. It had presence. It was the center of the room. It was the center of her life. She held it in her hands. The metal was cold...

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