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Examining the Bridge of Broken Glass
Tal should have been in bed hours ago but he couldn’t stop thinking about the plans for the new bridge. Like the one before it, this bridge was going to be made from shards of glass, fitted together into segments and then assembled, one after the other, until they spanned the distance between Spire and…
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Missing the Bridge of Broken Glass
Tal alternated between sitting and standing near the place where the bridge of broken glass had once been. There were fragments of it still left behind, but not enough to even hint at the structure that used to be there. The builders of Spire had shown him the plans they’d drawn up for the bridge.…
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Regretting the Bridge of Broken Glass
Fourteen people, seven men and seven women, sat facing Tal, each one of them paired with another from their group. Some were easier to pick out as being a pair, sharing movements and mannerisms, while others were only sitting nearer to one another and occasionally nodding together. Why there were such differences between the various…
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Across the Bridge of Broken Glass
It was quiet when Tal became aware of his surroundings once again. It was also dark. He didn’t open his eyes right away, nor did he move. Part of him worried it had all been a dream and that he was about to be kicked awake by one of the taskmasters. Another part of him…
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On the Bridge of Broken Glass
Tal spent the remainder of the morning gathering and piling rocks near the bridge. No one had told him to do it, but he figured if they were going to break the bridge then they would need a good selection of stones to throw. He’d hoped others would help but as time passed and no…
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The Bridge of Broken Glass
The mountain lands of Peak and Spire had once been one, founded by a great ruler whose name was now lost from all record. The two lands, as their name suggests, were each built upon towering crags high up in the mountains. On a clear day they could see one another, but those days were…
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Personifications – Misery
Three years of hard work, gone in an instant. Three years of reaching out, building relationships, all while keeping an eye out for a new, undiscovered Personification, wasted. He was supposed to be the one smiling, the one giving knowing looks and dropping veiled hints all while relishing the utter failure of the others. In…
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Personifications – Fear
“I just don’t think you’re taking this seriously enough,” Fear could hear his mother saying from the next room. The voice that answered belonged to his psychologist, Dr Hess. “All I said is that he needs love and patience.” Supposedly, the psychologist’s room had been designed to be soundproof but Fear, in the half hour…
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Personifications – Secrets
The apartment, Secrets felt, was not too bad. It came already furnished so she hadn’t needed to go out and buy anything herself before she could move in and it also saved her the trouble of having to pay for movers to come and set anything up. Her neighbors weren’t too loud either. One of…
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Personifications – Trust
There were dark splotches marring the large mirror in the bathroom. Over the many years, moisture had seeped slowly inside the mirror and oxidized the silver backing. Each splotch was different. Some were nothing more than a pinprick whereas others were several inches across. It was the patterns, particularly along the edges of the splotches,…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 