The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The iron shackle bit into Elias Thorne’s ankle with a coldness that seemed to travel up his leg, settling deep in the marrow. He was not running. He was walking, with the heavy, rhythmic gait of a man who has forgotten how to carry his own weight without the aid of gravity’s cruel pull. Before him, the landscape of the Blackwood Fen was a smear of mud and mist, a grey void where the industrial...

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