The Wistful Mirror

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The glass was cracked. Not shattered. Just a web of white veins spreading from the center, like frost on a window, like the map of a river delta seen from a great height. Silas stared at it. He did not blink. The light in the shop was harsh, fluorescent, humming a low B-flat that seemed to vibrate in his teeth. He held the mirror up. It was a small thing, a vanity piece, silver-backed, no...

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