The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-19 04:33:45 -

The silence in the antechamber was not empty but heavy, a physical weight that pressed against my temples and settled deep in the marrow of my bones, forcing me to stand still and breathe in shallow, measured sips of the stale, dust-choked air that hung suspended between the towering pillars of black marble. I had come here to report, to stand before the High Council and offer up the last of my...

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