The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain does not fall. It hangs in the air, a grey curtain that blurs the line between the sky and the earth. You stand at the edge of the cliff. The wind is cold. It cuts through your coat. It finds the gaps in your armor. You are not wearing armor today. You are wearing a suit. The fabric is dark. It is wet. It clings to your skin. You feel the weight of it. You feel the weight of your own...

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