The Wistful Mirror
Act I Amina Mwinyi stood at the customs house counter, her badge cold against the wool of her tunic, waiting for the light to shift enough to read the water damage on the first edition of The Mill Race that she held in her left hand. It was 1924, but the air in the Ethiopian highlands tasted of oil and iron, a modern rot that clung to the alpine light which struck the stone walls with a...
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