The Wistful Mirror

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The train hissed its final, breathless sigh against the iron rails, a sound that seemed to tear the very fabric of the twilight apart, leaving behind a silence so profound it felt less like an absence of noise and more like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums. Elias Thorne stood on the platform, his uniform immaculate and severe, the brass buttons catching the dying amber light of...

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