The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-17 16:49:03 -

The hammer fell. It was not a violent strike. It was precise. Cold. The glass shuddered, then surrendered. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the center of the manor’s grand hall. The air tasted of iron and old dust. Around him, the silence was heavy, a physical weight pressing against his eardrums. He held the hammer in his right hand, the wood worn smooth by decades of use. The object on the...

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