The Faded Frontier
The glass did not shatter with a sound. It broke with a silence so profound it seemed to pull the air from the room, leaving behind a vacuum where sound should have been. Elias stood in the center of the Hall of Whispers, the Great Mirror now reduced to a constellation of jagged shards on the marble floor, each fragment reflecting a different, distorted version of his own face. He was a man of...
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