The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain did not fall. It hung. Thick, grey, and heavy, like wet wool draped over the city. I walked through it. My boots were old leather. They had seen better days. So had I. I am a man of the Law. I have worn the badge for twenty years. It is a cold thing. It sits on the chest like a stone. I carried it to the High Gate. The Gate was ancient. Stone blocks, fitted tight. No mortar. Just...

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