The Wistful Mirror

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The trowel slipped from Elias Thorne’s hand, clattering against the flagstones with a sound that seemed too loud for the hollow silence of the corridor, and he stood there, frozen, his hands still trembling from the effort of dragging the heavy limestone block into place. It was November, 1912, and the cold had already settled into the bones of Blackwood Manor, a damp, biting chill that seeped...

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