The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The glass shattered. It hit the tile floor with a sound like a scream cut short. I watched the shards scatter, white and sharp, catching the light from the surgical lamps above. They looked like teeth. They looked like stars. They looked like the end of something I had carried for thirty years. I am a chemist. I know the properties of matter. I know how bonds break. I know that when you apply...

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