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Mira caught it in the sea glass. It hardened into a bead the color of sunrise through frost.
One autumn evening, a young woman knocked on Mira's door. She wore salt-stained boots and carried no bag. Her eyes were the color of honey in low light. luster stories latest
Mira touched her own cheek. She hadn't noticed. The tear that fell from her was silver, not gold, and when it struck the worktable, it didn't make a bead. Mira caught it in the sea glass
End Would you like a sequel, or a story in a different genre with "luster" as the theme? Just tell me the mood and setting. and when it struck the worktable
It made a small, clear bell-like sound.