The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The taste of copper and stale honey clings to the back of your throat, a persistent, metallic ghost that no amount of spitting can dislodge, and you find yourself walking the narrow, muddy track that winds through the black pine forest, your boots sinking into the damp earth with a heavy, rhythmic squelch that sounds too loud for the stillness of the night, while the moon hangs low and pale...

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