The Wistful Mirror

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You stand in the hall where the floorboards are not wood but compressed time, a substance that creaks under your feet with the sound of old bones shifting in a shallow grave. The air here is thick, not with dust, but with the weight of things that have been done and cannot be undone. You are not alone, though no other body is visible. You are accompanied by the silence of your own history, a...

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