The Wistful Mirror
The envelope arrived in November, as things often do in England — quietly, without fanfare, as if apologising for the very act of arriving. Thomas Marlowe turned it over in his hands three times before cutting the seal. Inside: a photograph of a mirror he had not seen in twelve years, a letter written in a hand he knew but could not quite place, and a set of coordinates that led him, first to...
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