The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-22 02:58:37 -

The dream was a house of glass. It stood in a city that did not exist. The sky was the color of old pewter. Rain fell, but it did not wet the stone. It passed through. It was silence made visible. Elara stood in the center. She was not human. Or she had been, once. Now she was a thing of memory. A ghost with a pulse. Her skin was the texture of parchment. Her eyes held the depth of a well. In...

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