The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The dust in the manor house is not merely dirt. It is the residue of time, ground fine by the slow, grinding gears of decay. You know this. You have spent twenty years breathing it in, measuring its thickness on the sill of the window in the east wing, tracking the migration of the mold that blooms like black lichen on the velvet drapes. You are a man of precision. Your uniform, though pressed...

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