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| Adrah had never felt truly at home in the village, where people called her “Wanderer,” though no one knew exactly where she’d wandered from. They whispered as she passed, casting quick glances at her face, hoping to glimpse whatever secrets she carried. She’d grown used to their stares, but it was the mirror that made her uneasy. The reflection was one she never recognized. ~~~ Read the story at https://jjshaun.com/2025/06/29/reflections/ |