The Wistful Mirror

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You have spent the last decade in the quiet, dust-choked archives of the university, convinced that the silence between the words on the yellowed pages was a living thing, a breath held by the dead that you alone were permitted to hear. The town of Oakhaven, a place where the fog rolls in from the sea like a grey shroud and the cobblestones are slick with a perpetual, damp chill, has always...

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