The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The mirror cracked. Not shattered. Just a hairline fracture. A spiderweb of silver tears running from the top corner down to the center. I looked at it. The glass showed my face. It was not my face. It was a stranger. Old. Tired. Eyes like dull coins. I was in the office. The room was small. No windows. The walls were green. The air smelled of dust and old paper. I sat in the chair. My hands...

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