The Pale Echo
The crack in the plaster runs diagonally across your palm, a jagged white scar against the grey stone. You have held this fragment for three days, wrapped in acid-free tissue, feeling the cold weight of it against your chest like a second heartbeat. It is a piece of the original facade of the Sterling Historical Society, torn away during the failed renovation last winter. In your hand, it is...
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