The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The carriage wheels groaned against the cobblestones of the lower city, a rhythmic, wooden thrashing that seemed to mirror the arrhythmia of my own heart as we ascended the long, steep road toward the Citadel. I was a man of science, or at least I had been before the accident, before the fire that consumed the laboratory and left me with a mind that saw the world in fractures and a conscience...

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