The Wistful Mirror

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Thorne. The call came from the back of the reading room, sharp and final, cutting through the low hum of the ventilation system and the dry rustle of page-turns. Elias Thorne did not look up immediately. He was hunched over the 1890s census ledger, his fingers resting on the brittle spine, feeling the grain of the leather shift under his touch. The room smelled of dust and old paper, a scent...

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