The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The glass was cold. It cut into Thomas’s palm. “Is it safe?” he asked. His voice was thin. It sounded like dry leaves. His wife, Eleanor, looked at him. Her eyes were wide. She did not blink. “Put it down, Thomas.” He did not move. His hand trembled. The shard of mirror in his grip reflected his own face. It was a fractured face. A mask of fear. “It’s broken,” he whispered. “But it’s still...

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