The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-20 06:11:37 -

The rain fell on the roof of the estate in long, silver sheets, a sound that had once comforted Marcus and now served only to drown out the world. He stood by the window, his hands resting on the cold glass, feeling the vibration of the storm against his bones. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of damp wool and old paper. His sister, Elara, sat at the dining table, her back to him,...

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