The Distant Affair
The miller’s son, Thomas, stood in the center of the high attic where the air was thick with the dust of centuries and the smell of damp wool, watching the large circular mirror that his father had installed there not for vanity but for the precise, technical calculation of light refraction required to calibrate the new steam-driven looms below. The mirror was not merely glass and silver but a...
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