The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain fell with the persistence of a judgment, turning the cobblestones of the old district into a slurry of mud and broken light. Sergeant Elias Thorne moved through the wet alley not with the hurried gait of a man fleeing danger, but with the heavy, deliberate stride of a soldier marching toward a known grave. He was a man carved from the same stone as the buildings that surrounded him,...

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