The Wistful Witness

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The chandelier above the long oak table had shattered. This was the first thing I saw, the second thing I understood, and the third thing I accepted. The crystal fragments lay scattered across the white linen like a field of frost that had failed to hold, refracting the candlelight into a thousand tiny, indifferent stars. No one moved. The silence in the Grand Hall of the Ministry was not...

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