The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The glass shattered against the hardwood floor with a sound like a scream that had been held back for too long. It was a tall, slender vase, blue as a bruise, filled with water that now spread in a dark, cold puddle across the living room rug. It was a Sunday morning, the light coming in thin and gray from the overcast sky, and the silence in the house was so thick it felt like a physical...

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