The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The iron mirror lay on the table. It was whole. It was bright. It reflected the stone walls of the dungeon, the single barred window, and the face of Elias Thorne. Elias did not blink. He did not breathe. He waited. He had worn the mirror for ten years. It was not a piece of jewelry in the way a lady wears a necklace. It was a slab of polished obsidian, framed in cold silver, heavy as a brick....

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