The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The village of Oakhaven did not sleep; it merely held its breath. For three nights, the fog had rolled in from the river, thick as wool and smelling of wet stone and decay, settling into the cobblestones of the High Street and the thatched eaves of the cottages. It was a fog that seemed to have weight, pressing down on the shoulders of the few souls who dared to walk. In the center of the...

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