The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The fist connected with jaw. It was a dull, wet thud, the sound of meat hitting meat. Thomas did not feel pain. He felt only the sudden, violent snap of balance, the floor rushing up to meet his shins. He went down. He came up. The other man, a young lieutenant with eyes like wet gravel, swung again. Thomas caught the wrist. He twisted. There was a crack, sharp and final, like a branch breaking...

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