The Wistful Mirror

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Act I "You are late, Dalia Mahfouz, and the tide does not wait for scholars." The voice came from the shadow of the pier, where the ferryman sat mending a net with hands that looked like twisted rope. Dalia adjusted the strap of her satchel, the brass mirror inside pressing cold against her hip, a weight that had grown heavier since she left the university in Kyoto. She was thirty-two, a...

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