The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain lashed the stone walls of the Keep of Aethelgard. It was a cold, biting sleet that turned the world into a blur of grey and silver. Sir Julian stood alone in the great hall. He wore his plate armor, but it felt heavy. It felt like a cage. The metal was cold against his skin. He did not move. He watched the door. He waited for the knock. The mirror stood in the corner. It was tall. It...

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