The Wistful Cipher

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The glass shattered not with a sound, but with a silence that cracked the air like a whip, sending a thousand glittering shards spiraling into the dark, velvet void of the Grand Hall. I stood frozen, my hand still raised as if holding a weapon, while the dust of the broken mirror settled around me like a fine, grey snow. In the center of the room, where the reflection of the chandelier had once...

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