The Wistful Mirror

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The dream began not with a roar but with a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums, a vacuum where the air had been sucked out to make room for something that did not wish to be perceived. In the waking world, which arrived with the slow, grinding rotation of a carriage wheel over cobblestones, Elias Thorne stood at the edge of a road that seemed to have...

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