The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

You dream of the lake first. It is not water, but a sheet of hammered gold, stretched taut across the valley floor. The light is static, trapped in the metal. You stand on the shore, wearing your tweed jacket, the wool damp with a cold that does not exist in the waking world. In the gold, your reflection is not yours. It is older. It is hollow. It looks at you with a patience that feels like a...

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