The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The train did not stop at the station. It slid through the glass facade, a ghostly ribbon of light cutting through the fog that hung over the valley like a wet wool blanket. Elias pressed his forehead against the cold pane. The vibration was a low hum, a frequency he felt in his teeth rather than heard with his ears. He was a man who spoke in data points, in latency metrics and packet loss...

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