The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The glass was cracked. Not shattered. Just a hairline fracture. A whisper of a break. It sat on the desk. Center. Light hit it. Meredith stared. He did not blink. The room was cold. Stone walls. High windows. Dust motes danced in the shafts of daylight. He was the Inspector. Senior rank. Long service. The mirror was gold-leafed. Old. Expensive. It belonged to the Guild. The Guild of...

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