The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The glass was cold. It always was. Clara held the pane in her gloved hands. It reflected her face, but the reflection was wrong. The eyes were too wide. The mouth was too thin. She looked at the shatter pattern. One crack ran from the center to the edge. It was a single, decisive line. She sat on the edge of the table. The wood was oak. It smelled of dust and old varnish. Around her, the room...

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