The Distant Affair
The glass broke with a sound like a scream that had been held in for decades, shattering into a thousand jagged teeth across the floor of the library. It was a Tuesday. It was raining. It was the end of the world, or at least, the end of the world for the boy who stood in the center of the room, his hands still raised, his chest heaving with the exertion of an act that felt both inevitable and...
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