The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The door didn't creak. It dissolved. Elias stood in the corridor, his hand still raised as if he had knocked. The wood grain was gone. In its place was a wall of swirling gray mist, thick and cold against his knuckles. He lowered his hand. The leather of his glove felt dry. Too dry. "Is anyone there?" he called out. His voice didn't echo. It was swallowed. He stepped forward. The floor was not...

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