The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-23 23:39:08 -

The chandelier hung in the center of the Foundry Hall like a frozen star, a perfect sphere of hand-blown glass that caught the candlelight and fractured it into a thousand silent colors. Elias Thorne stood before it, his breath held, his eyes fixed on the unbroken clarity of the pane. He was forty-two, a master glassblower with hands that had shaped fire into beauty for two decades, but tonight...

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