The Wistful Asylum

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The storm did not break the mirror; it unmade the world. Twelve-year-old Thomas Ashwood stood in the great hall of the crumbling estate, watching the ancestral glass, a slab of polished obsidian held in a frame of wrought iron, shatter into a thousand glittering shards during the violent convulsion of the wind. The sound was not a crash but a scream, a high, thin note that cut through the...

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