The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The train did not stop. It only slowed. The air outside was thin and tasted of iron. Elias sat by the window. His hands were still. He looked at the glass. The reflection was clear. It was not his face. It was older. The face looked back. It waited. "Are you there?" Elias asked. No one answered. The train rolled over the bridge. The water below was black. It moved like oil. Elias pulled his...

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