The Wistful Mirror

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The mirror did not lie. That was the first thing the Captain told me, his voice low and steady as a river stone. We stood in the high gallery of the Citadel, a place built of black granite and old blood, where the air smelled of damp wool and iron. I was a soldier, or I had been, until the day the Court declared me a traitor for refusing to burn the village of Oakhaven. Now I was a prisoner,...

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