The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The ink is fading. You can see it. The letters on the ledger page, the ones that bind the house to the earth, are turning the color of old ash. You hold the pen. Your hand does not shake. It never does. You have held this pen for forty years. You know the weight of the nib. You know the resistance of the paper. But today, the ink will not stay. It bleeds. It spreads into a dark, wet stain that...

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