The place had a certain silence to it. There was, of course, sound ; constant shuffling, coughing, and whispering that buzzed along the inside of the cellar. Even in the rare moments when all was still, there was always the muffled crackling of the boxy radio in the corner, spitting out it's inscrutable, croaky static …

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The Queen Doesn’t Cry-Short Story

The moment my satin slipper hit the step, I shattered. It was as if my soul was thin glass, wearing down with everything that has happened on this wretched day and at that moment, it burst. One thousand irrelevant little pieces scattered across the blood-soaked ground only to dissolve into the black abyss that was …

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