The Wistful Mirror

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The train shuddered, a low, metallic groan that traveled up through the soles of my boots and settled in the base of my spine, a vibration that felt less like movement and more like the earth itself was holding its breath. I pressed my forehead against the cold glass of the carriage window, watching the gray landscape blur into a smear of mud and skeletal trees, the rhythm of the wheels...

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