The Wistful Mirror

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The looms of the silk town clattered in a rhythm that felt like the heartbeat of a dying beast, the shuttles flying back and forth with a precision that bordered on the mechanical, weaving threads of indigo and saffron into bolts that would soon be taxed by the new lord. It was a sound that filled the air, a constant, dry percussion that masked the silence of the river, and within that noise,...

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