The Wistful Witness

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The porcelain bowl shattered on the floorboards with a sound like a small, cold scream. It was not a dramatic explosion, but a sudden, definitive cessation of form, the white shards scattering across the dark oak like the teeth of a dead animal. Margaret stood in the center of the room, her hands still raised in the air, trembling as if she had just been struck by lightning. The air in the...

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