The Wistful Mirror
You stand before the glass. It is a sheet of tempered silica, six millimeters thick, suspended in a frame of brushed steel. The surface is flawless. It reflects the fluorescent hum of the laboratory. It reflects your face. But it is not a mirror. Not exactly. It is a membrane. A boundary between the here and the there. You are the Chief Optical Engineer at Aethelgard Dynamics. You have spent...
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