The Distant Joke
The glass shatters not with a sound, but with a silence so profound it feels like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums. You stand in the center of the room, a space that defies the geometry of the world you left behind, surrounded by the remnants of a chandelier that was once whole. The shards do not fall to the floor; they hang suspended in the air, glittering like frozen tears,...
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