The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The brass hand mirror sat on the wooden table, its frame etched with a vine so tarnished it looked less like metal and more like a dead vein of earth. You had carried it for three days, wrapped in a burlap sack that smelled of damp wool and old fear. It was heavy, not merely in weight but in presence, a physical manifestation of the judgment that hung over your head in the court of the Lord of...

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