The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The banquet hall of the Obsidian Order did not smell of food, but of ozone and the metallic tang of old blood, a scent that clung to the velvet drapes and seeped into the pores of those who had spent their lives in the service of the High Justiciar, a man whose name was spoken with the same reverence and terror one might reserve for a natural disaster, and it was in this hall, beneath the...

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