The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-21 13:46:15 -

The glass cracked. It did not shatter. It held. A spiderweb of white lines bloomed across the surface. I stared at the fracture. It was beautiful. It was wrong. I had just thrown the pill bottle. Or perhaps I had dropped it. My hands shook too much to remember. The sound was dull. A thud. Like a wet stone hitting mud. The bottle lay on the floor. The pills spilled out. White discs. Small as...

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