The Wistful Mirror

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The chisel bit deep, splitting the limestone with a sharp crack that echoed through the empty nave. I wiped the dust from my eyes and stared at the fracture, my hands trembling not from cold but from the weight of the silence. The Hall of Echoes stood in the center of Oria, a relic of the old empire, its walls polished to a mirror sheen that defied the age. I was Elias, thirty-two, a master...

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