The Pale Garden

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2026-08-19 19:28:06 -

The Pale Garden

The mirror cracked. Not a hairline fracture. A shattering. A total, violent breakage of the glass surface that had watched me for thirty years. The sound was not a crash. It was a scream. A high, thin shriek that tore through the silence of the nursery. It tore through the silence of my life. I stood there. Frozen. My hands were still. My heart was a hammer against my ribs. The pieces fell....

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