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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