The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the high, arched windows of the old manor, a relentless, rhythmic tapping that seemed to count down the seconds until your departure. You stood by the fireplace, the fire long dead, the ash cold and white as bone. In your hands, you held the object that had defined your existence for the last six months. It was not a weapon, nor a...

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