The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The silence in the cellar of the Ashworth estate was not empty, but heavy, a physical weight that pressed against Eleanor’s eardrums and settled into the marrow of her bones, a cold, damp thing that smelled of wet stone and the ancient, rotting sweetness of the earth itself. She sat on the floor, her back against the rough-hewn wall, her fingers trembling as they traced the edge of the mirror...

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