The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The glass is in your hand. It is not wine. It is water, cold and sharp, but it feels like a weapon. You are standing in the kitchen of the house you shared with Sarah. The floorboards are oak. They creak under the weight of your rage. You are seventeen. You are small. You are trembling. Across the room, the mirror waits. It is a large piece of furniture, ornate, heavy with age. It does not...

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