The Wistful Witness

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The mirror cracked first. Not with a sound, but with a silence so loud it swallowed the room. Mara stood in the center of the dressing room. The air was stale. It smelled of dust and old perfume. She held the shard. It was cold. It cut her palm. A thin line of red bloomed. She did not flinch. She looked at the glass. Her face was there. But it was broken. Shattered into a hundred pieces. Each...

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