The Wistful Mirror
The letter from the university board lay on the desk, the paper thin and brittle, smelling of the dust that perpetually settled in the archives. You read it twice, the ink blurring slightly under the fluorescent hum, the words "insufficient evidence of scholarly rigor" standing out like a scar. You folded the paper, tucked it into your coat pocket, and walked out into the corridor where the...
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