The Wistful Mirror

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The frost bit into the iron of Sir Kaelen’s gauntlet, a cold so profound it felt less like temperature and more like a living thing pressing against his skin. He stood before the Iron Gate, a monolith of black metal that rose from the frozen earth to vanish into the gray, swirling sky of the year 1042. Behind him, the village of Oakhaven was dying, its people huddled in their thatched roofs,...

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