The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-19 04:31:45 -

The rain fell upon the cobblestones of the lower city with a persistence that felt less like weather and more like a verdict. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the precipice, his boots sinking into the mud that slicked the path, watching the last of his colleagues descend into the dark. He had come for the commission, a simple task of retrieval from the Deep Vaults, but the air here tasted of...

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