The Wistful Mirror

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The door closed. The sound was a finality, a heavy thud that seemed to suck the air from the small, dim room. Elias did not look back. He knew the weight of the silence that followed. It was the silence of a verdict. He stood by the barred window, the glass cold against his fingertips. Outside, the grey sky pressed down on the courtyard, a flat, unyielding sheet of lead. Inside, the air tasted...

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