The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended mist that blurred the edges of the city into a watercolor smear of grey and slate. Elias woke in the blue half-light of his studio apartment, the smell of damp wool and old paper thick in the air. He was wearing a coat. It was not his coat. It was a heavy thing, charcoal wool, lined with a fabric that shimmered faintly, like oil on water,...

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