The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The mirror stood in the center of the room. It was a tall, narrow sheet of glass, framed in tarnished brass. The surface was not silver. It was gold. Not the yellow of coins, but the deep, amber hue of old resin. It did not reflect light. It absorbed it. Eleanor stood before it. She wore the gray uniform of the Bureau. The fabric was rough against her skin. It smelled of bleach and damp stone....

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