The Distant Affair
The glass vessel did not shatter when the heavy oak table was overturned by the gale that tore through the east wing of the manor, a violent convulsion of wind and rain that seemed to possess a malevolent consciousness, nor did it crack under the weight of the iron candelabra that crashed onto the floorboards with a sound like a bone snapping, but it remained whole, an impossible, trembling eye...
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