The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

Elias dreamed of glass. Not the clear kind. Not the polished pane that frames the morning sun. He dreamed of shards. Broken, jagged, sharp enough to slice the light into ribbons. They lay on the floor of a room he did not recognize. Dust swirled in the beams. He woke with a gasp. The air in his study was still. Cold. "Did you sleep?" The voice came from the door. Marguerite. She stood there,...

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