The Wistful Mirror

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The furnace broke on a Tuesday in November, spewing a plume of black smoke that choked the valley of Oakhaven. It was not a dramatic explosion, nor a sudden burst of flame, but a slow, sickening groan of metal warping under heat, followed by a cough of soot that stained the snow white to grey. Elias Thorne stood in the yard of the old textile mill, watching the sky darken, and felt a strange,...

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