Klawed Gardens
## Klawed Gardens The chipped rim of the teacup felt cool against Elara’s thumb. Not a hairline fracture, exactly. More like a starburst of stress, radiating from an old repair. She turned it slowly in the light filtering through the…
Fragility
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The Weight of Glass
The ledge was their world. A narrow strip of obsidian against the endless white of the wall, it was all they had ever known. Seven glass ducks, each a different hue – a glacial white, a bruised lavender, a sun-faded…