The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-23 22:42:37 -

The dream was always the same, a silver basin filled with liquid mercury that did not reflect his face but drank it. Elias woke in the damp straw of his attic room, the year 1342 pressing against the windowpanes like a cold hand, and knew with a visceral, sickening certainty that Thomas was dying. His younger brother lay in the room below, his skin translucent as parchment, his breath a shallow...

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