The Wistful Mirror

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The coat was not merely worn; it was eroded. It had been a deep, aggressive burgundy once, a color that spoke of wine and old blood, but the friction of the wind across the Scottish Highlands and the relentless rain of a decade in Edinburgh had bleached it to the color of dried rust. Elias Thorne stood before the full-length mirror in the back room of the boarding house, his fingers tracing the...

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