The Distant Whispers

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The mirror broke at dawn. Not shattered. It did not explode in a shower of glittering shards. It simply ceased to hold. The glass split down the center, a clean, vertical severance. It looked like a wound that had finally opened. Silas stood before it. He was a man of few words and heavy hands. A constable. He had spent thirty years keeping the peace in Oakhaven. A town that slept too deeply....

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