The Wistful Mirror
Act I "Does a man owe his past to the future, or does he owe his future to his past?" The question hung in the humid air of the hill-country estate, a heavy, unanswerable thing that settled over the heads of the guests gathered for the annual gala of the Sri Lankan Records Office. Rajesh Joshi stood near the rice mill’s old canal, the water black and still, reflecting the gaslight from the...
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