The Wistful Mirror

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a thick, grey curtain that blurred the boundary between the muddy road and the ancient stone walls of the castle. Elias Thorne walked with a heavy step, his boots caked in the wet earth of a land that had not welcomed him for twenty years. He was an exile, a man who had crossed the sea to seek justice and found only a kingdom turned against...

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