The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

I woke in the dark. Not the dark of sleep, but the thick, velvet dark of the cellar. The air tasted of damp stone and old iron. I knew the layout by heart. I had mapped it in my mind a hundred times, tracing the lines of power that ran beneath the palace like veins. I was a man of trade. A merchant of secrets. My shop sat on the high street, dusty and quiet, smelling of parchment and dried...

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