The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain did not fall; it descended like a heavy, grey curtain, erasing the horizon and turning the moor into a bruised, indistinct smear of mud and heather. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the treeline, his uniform soaked through to the skin, the wool heavy with water and the metallic taste of the storm. He held a small, brass-cased mirror in his left hand, the metal cold and slick against...

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