The Golden Mirror

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2026-08-19 17:17:14 -

The Golden Mirror

The rain fell in a steady, cold sheet against the leaded glass of the cathedral’s west window, blurring the city of Ashworth into a smear of grey stone and wet slate, and I stood with my back pressed against the altar, the weight of the silver cross on my chest feeling less like a symbol of faith and more like an anchor dragging me down into the dark, as Captain Elias Thorne stepped out from...

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