The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the valley into a soup of mud and rot, and it was in this damp, suffocating quiet that I finally let go of the case. I had been walking for hours, my boots heavy with the slurry of the path, the air thick with the scent of wet pine and the metallic tang of old blood. My brother, Elias, had been gone for six weeks,...

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