The Wistful Mirror

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The glass shatters before you even blink. It happens at the dawn watch. The great mirror in the Hall of Echoes cracks down the center. A spiderweb of white lines races outward. It splits the reflection in two. You stand in the cold stone corridor. Your breath is a mist. You are twelve years old. You are the heir. You do not cry. You stare at the broken surface. Your face is there. But it is...

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