The Distant Summer

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The mirror in the workshop was cracked, a spiderweb fracture radiating from the upper left corner, but Elias Thorne preferred it that way. It distorted the light, breaking the sharp angles of his own face into something less certain, less defined. He was forty years old, a master upholsterer whose hands had stitched ten thousand seams, yet today, as he held the bolt of crimson royal velvet, his...

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