The Wistful Dinner
The shattering of the world happens not with a bang, but with the quiet, wet snap of a ceramic vase against the floorboards of the kitchen. You are standing there, hands still raised in the frozen arc of a throw, watching the pieces of the blue and white porcelain scatter like broken teeth across the linoleum. The silence that follows is not empty; it is heavy, pressurized, thick with the scent...
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