The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The fog rolls in thick and wet, smelling of brine and old copper. It clings to the glass of the high office windows, blurring the city below into a smear of gray light and shadow. You stand before the desk, your hands trembling slightly, though you tell yourself it is only the cold. The room is vast, the air still and heavy with the scent of leather and ink. It is a place of power, a court of...

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