The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The glass bird sat on the windowsill, its wings folded tight against its body like a secret it was ashamed to keep. It was not a real bird, of course, but a construct of blown glass and lead wire, fragile as a lie and twice as brittle. Thomas Bradshaw held it in his hands, feeling the cold bite of the material against his palms, the way a shiver runs through the marrow when the truth is too...

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