The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

You keep telling yourself it’s just the damp. That’s what you say when the shadows in the hallway stretch too long, when the air tastes like copper and old dust. You tell Margaret it’s just the house settling, just the pipes groaning in the cold, but she looks at you with those eyes, pale and wide as saucers, and you know she knows you’re lying. She knows you’ve been talking to the walls. She...

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