The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-23 23:17:45 -

The ink on the parchment was still wet, smelling of iron and vinegar, when Silas dropped the second sheet onto the table with a slap that made Elara’s hands jump. "Your father paid for this map in blood, girl, and you intend to pay for it with your soul," Silas said, his voice rough as sandpaper on wood. "Turn back. The Guild has the chart of the outer rings. That is enough for a pension. That...

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