The Wistful Mirror

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The scream did not come from the study, but from the ink. Elara Vane woke to the smell of copper and wet paper, the air in the cottage thick with a scent that had no business existing in the dead of night. She sat up, her heart hammering against her ribs, and saw Julian lying on the floor of the study, his face frozen in a rictus of terror, his eyes wide and unseeing. He was dead. Not dead in...

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