The Wistful Mirror
The fox in the reflection did not blink, a fact that Elias noticed only after he had already begun to pray, his lips moving in the silent, rote recitation of the *Pater Noster* while the silver animal watched him from the darkened pane of the scriptorium window with an intelligence that felt less like animal cunning and more like a ledger being balanced. It was a creature of impossible...
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