The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The air in the hall was thick enough to chew, a dense, amber slurry of cigar smoke, spilled wine, and the heavy, cloying scent of lilies that Mrs. Halloway had insisted upon, believing, with that peculiar blind faith of the wealthy, that beauty could mask the rot of what we were all hiding. I stood by the wall, my hands clasped so tightly behind my back that the knuckles had turned the color of...

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