The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The needle tore through the fabric. It was a violent sound. A snap of silk. It cut the air. It cut the silence. Elias held the mirror. It was cold. It was heavy. It was a slab of glass. It was a window. It was a prison. He looked at the reflection. The reflection looked back. The reflection was him. The reflection was wrong. The reflection had no eyes. The reflection had a mouth. The mouth was...

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