The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

I dreamt of the glass. Not the window, but the pane. It hung in the air, suspended by a thread of light. I reached for it. My fingers passed through the cold surface. It did not break. It did not shatter. It simply ceased to be there. I woke with my hands open. Empty. The room was gray. The light from the corridor seeped under the door, a thin line of pale white. I sat up. The sheets were...

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