The Wistful Mirror

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The hammer bit into the shale with a sound like a knuckle cracking, and Elias Vane did not pause to check the time. He was forty years old, a man who had spent two decades cataloging the marginalia of dead monks, and he was currently digging a hole in the side of a mountain in the Swiss Alps because he believed a slab of ice could bring his wife back. The wind was a physical thing, a cold hand...

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