The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-19 10:24:45 -

The rain did not fall; it hung, a gray curtain between Clara and the world. She pulled her coat tighter, the wool damp and heavy against her shoulders. The train had left her at the last stop, a rusted platform swallowed by the heather. Her destination was the Ashworth estate, a house that did not appear on the new maps. It existed in the margins, a ghost of the industrial age, waiting for a...

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