The Distant Nightmare

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The crystal flute shattered against the marble floor, a sound sharp enough to cut the laughter of thirty guests who had gathered to celebrate Clara’s fiftieth year. I stood frozen, the heavy volume of her late father’s manuscript clutched in my trembling hands, the dark wine pooling around my feet like a fresh, open wound. It was meant to be a gift, a recovered treasure from the archives I had...

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