The Distant Promise

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The glass shattered. Not loudly. Not with the dramatic crash of a wine glass hitting marble. It broke silently. A fine, crystalline dust. It fell from the surface of the mirror I was wearing. I am not a person. I am a vessel. I am the silver leaf backing of a vanity mirror. I am the reflection. I am the lie we tell ourselves when we look in the dark. My name is Elias. Or at least, that is what...

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