The Distant Nightmare

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The glass fell in a shower of diamonds. It was a sound like a scream. High, thin, and final. The great pane of the conservatory, the one that had watched over our garden for forty years, shattered. Not broke. Shattered. Into a thousand glittering teeth. I stood in the center of the room. My hands were empty. They had been empty for three days. I looked at the ruin. I looked at the man standing...

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