The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The glass shattered. Not with a crash, but with a wet, sickening crunch, like a frozen branch snapping under the weight of a hawk’s talon. I stood in the center of the royal aviary, my hands still stained with the iridescent blue of the kingfisher’s blood. The bird was gone. Or rather, it was everywhere and nowhere. A smear of sapphire on the stone floor. A single, hollow eye staring up at the...

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