The Wistful Skyline

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The glass of the conservatory was not merely broken; it was annihilated, a jagged constellation of shards that caught the fading autumn light and fractured it into a thousand trembling, dying stars. I stood in the center of this glass-strewn floor, my feet bare and cold against the marble, watching the wind from the open door tear through the remaining panes with a sound like weeping. The...

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