The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The dream had no architecture, only a persistent, humming vibration that Margaret Holloway felt in the marrow of her teeth. She was standing in a corridor that stretched into an infinite gray distance, the walls lined not with windows but with rows of identical, tarnished brass buckles. They hung there, suspended by nothing, each one slightly different in its curvature, its wear, its specific...

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