The Mirror TrialAzaria’s POVThere was no sky here.No ceiling, no horizon, no stars.Just an endless silver void, like fog laced with moonlight, stretching in every direction. I walked through it barefoot, my steps silent. The ground beneath me was cool and untextured, like glass, but it didn’t reflect me.Nothing did.Until I reached the mirrors.All of them not the same height, but curving in odd unstable ways. They moved lightly, as though they had a pulse, with curling and trembling silvery flanks like water that a wisp of breath had stirred.The Memory Keeper had been behind them, clad in that heavy mantle of his everlasting silence, his glowing eyes staring at me like his book still in progress.“You’ve come far,” he said in a voice like broken glass.I said nothing.Not yet.He stepped aside, gesturing toward the first mirror.“This is who you were.”I hesitated then looked.A small girl stared back at me.Eight years old, maybe. Hair tangled. Eyes too wide. She wore a faded
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