The Wistful Mirror

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The road was long. The mud was deep. Thomas walked. His boots were heavy. They were caked with the black soil of the valley. He carried a satchel. It was empty. It was heavy. The wind bit. It was cold. The sun was low. It hung like a bruise. He walked toward the Palace. The Palace stood on the hill. It was white. It was stark. It looked like a bone. It looked like a tooth. The stones were...

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