The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The frost came down like a verdict, sealing the village of Oakhaven in a silence so thick it felt like a physical weight pressing against your eardrums, and you, standing on the threshold of the old stone chapel, watched the snow accumulate on the roof tiles with a detachment that your own body seemed to reject, because the cold was not merely a temperature but a presence, a living thing that...

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