The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The shattering of the glass did not make a sound that the town could hear, but it made a sound that Margaret Holloway felt in her teeth, a high, trembling resonance that vibrated through the marrow of her bones and up into the hollow space behind her eyes where the visions lived. She stood in the center of the town square, the morning mist clinging to her ankles like wet silk, and watched the...

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