The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The road to the Holloway estate was not a path but a wound in the earth, a jagged line of mud and broken stone that cut through the heath. Margaret walked it with the heavy, rhythmic cadence of a woman who had long since stopped waiting for the ground to become firm. Her boots were worn through at the heels, the leather soft and yielding, offering no resistance to the wet cold that seeped up...

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