The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The glass in your hand shatters. Not with a crash, but with a wet, sickening crack. The shards bite into your palm. You do not scream. You cannot. You are in the middle of a fight. Or what feels like one. The wind is howling outside the cabin, a low moan that sounds like a man dying in his sleep. You are holding a wine glass. It is thin. It is fragile. It is yours. And it is broken. You look at...

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