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The cracks in the stained glass branched into smaller cracks, whitening the panels. Their secrets were killing them. They knew it. Speaking them gave the power of those unsaid things back, but it broke them into pieces like the stained glass.
Mitchi | chia
The stained glass coffin as a representation of their warped 'truths'/beliefs is a great metaphor, i love it!!!
When the Moon Was Ours
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