WHISPERS OF THE OBSIDIAN MIRROR

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en into the cellar and named it Ink.

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rents. Not even her childho

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nside the

behind the reflection. The void it feeds with

eathe. "Why are

same mistake I did," Evelyn

, and Kira saw a vague silhouette-thin, fl

running ou

alm to the glass.

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break it... fr

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enough to grab you, and in that moment of full conta

head. "That c

he mirror will feed until Wyndgrave is nothing b

t back,