The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The glass shatters. You do not hear the crash. You feel it. A cold vibration in the jaw. A tremor in the spine. The mirror on the wall is gone. Only a jagged hole remains. Air leaks from it. Thin. Sharp. It smells of ozone. It smells of old copper. You stare at the gap. Your hand is empty. The shard is gone. You remember holding it. You remember the weight. You remember the intent. Now, there...

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