The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

You dream of honey. Thick. Golden. Sticky. It coats your teeth. It fills your mouth. You swallow. It burns. You wake up gasping. The ceiling is white. Cracked. Damp. You are in the city. Always in the city. Rain hammers the window. The glass is old. It trembles. You are not alone. There is a man in the chair. He is watching you. His eyes are dark. His coat is damp. He does not speak. He waits....

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