The Golden Mirror

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2026-08-19 22:54:12 -

The Golden Mirror

The rain fell on the cobblestones of the old city with a persistence that felt less like weather and more like an accusation, a relentless, cold drumming against the windowpanes of the magistrate’s office where I sat, my hands trembling not from the chill of the damp November air but from the terrible, crushing weight of the mirror I held in my lap. It was a small thing, no larger than a man’s...

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