The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The mirror shattered. Not with a bang, but with a whisper, a high, thin shiver that ran through the air like a crack in ice. You stood in the center of the Great Hall, the dust motes dancing in the shaft of pale light that cut through the high windows. The shards lay scattered on the stone floor, a constellation of broken glass. You did not flinch. You had expected this. In fact, you had been...

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