The Faded Photograph

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The glass shattered. Not with a bang. With a sigh. A dry, brittle exhalation that filled the high, vaulted room. Elias stood in the center of the marble floor. He did not move. He watched the shards scatter. They glittered like frozen tears. Like broken promises. He had held it tight. So tight. His knuckles were white. His hands were shaking. The mirror was gone. The reflection was gone. He was...

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