
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…
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…