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What if I'm not Mara anymore? she thought. What if, after three hundred ghosts, there's no original left? Just layers of reflections, stacked like cards?

Elara left without another word.

Mara felt Arthur's emotions flood in—not grief or love, but hunger . A cold, architectural hunger. He hadn't wanted to escape death. He had wanted to become the medium of death itself. reflect4 proxies