The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The glass shattered not with a bang, but with a shriek, a high-pitched vibration that seemed to tear the fabric of the air in the center of the room, leaving behind a jagged crater of silence where the mirror had been and a sudden, suffocating heat that smelled of ozone and old copper. I stood there, my hands still raised in the posture of a man who has just thrown something precious, only to...

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