The Golden Circuit

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The glass shattered against the obsidian floor with a sound like a scream frozen in time, and I did not flinch. I stood in the center of the room, my hands still raised, trembling not from fear but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that followed. The shard of the mirror lay at my feet, jagged and dark, reflecting only the void. It had been my last possession. My last anchor to a...

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