The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain hit the mud like a slap. I did not flinch. My sword arm burned. The stone wall behind us groaned. We were losing. I knew it. You always know before the first blade lands. I looked at Elara. She stood three paces away. Her face was pale. Not with fear. With focus. She held a mirror. It was small. A hand mirror. The glass was dark. It looked like a pool of ink. It looked like a hole in...

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