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Submitted to Contest #330
The night the stars fell, the world held its breath. Everyone said it was the end of magic. It was whispered between market stalls, passed down through lectures in academic halls, preached in temples beneath paintings of constellations that no longer matched the night sky. I was eight when the sky broke. It began as a tremor that rattled the walls, shaking dust from the ceiling cracks no one bothered to clean. I remember jerking awake, heart slamming against my ribs, shouting for my parents as I shook my younger brother until his eyes bli...
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