The Wistful Crossroads

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The Palace of St. Jude’s was not a museum; it was a digestive tract. The air smelled of dust and old blood, a scent Mara had grown up breathing in the basement archives where her father, Elias, had spent his last decade. She was thirty-four, junior archivist, and her hands were shaking. On the workbench before her lay the obsidian mirror, shattered into forty-seven pieces. It was the only thing...

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