The Wistful Mirror

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The glass stood in the corner of the attic, a vertical slab of darkness that seemed to swallow the pale, dusty light filtering through the single transom window, and it was there, in the silence of that high, cold room, that Elias Thorne first heard the sound, a low, resonant hum that vibrated in his teeth and settled in the hollows of his chest like a stone dropped into deep water. He had come...

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