The Golden Mirror

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2026-08-17 20:26:51 -

The Golden Mirror

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey curtain that blurred the line between the road and the woods. I stood at the edge of the pavement, my boots sinking into the mud, watching the headlights of the police cruiser cut a pale, sterile wound through the darkness. Inside the car, a man I knew only by his badge, a young officer with eyes that had seen too much for his age, was...

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