The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-26 02:07:50 -

"You’re sure about this, Elias? The ink is still wet." The voice came from the shadows of the survey tent, low and rough with the particular exhaustion of a man who has spent forty hours walking in sleet. I did not turn around. I was watching the standing stone, the one the locals called the Mirror, which rose from the frozen earth of the Hollow like a broken tooth. It was a slab of obsidian,...

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