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Where others might have wanted to control the fire in her veins, I only wanted to watch her learn how to embrace what it was to burn.
Mirrors were gateways, and I didn’t want to risk someone sharing the intimacy of this moment centuries from now when my great-granddaughter wandered into my memories.
“Was he wrong?” I asked, staring up at the man who had somehow survived for centuries but had the emotional intelligence of a newborn who threw a fit anytime he didn’t get his way.

