The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The seal broke at dawn. Thomas Whitmore stood in the center of the Guild Hall, his hands trembling not from cold, but from the sudden, violent absence of weight. The mirror was gone. No, not gone. Shattered. A thousand shards of polished silver lay on the stone floor, reflecting the fractured faces of the Guild Masters who surrounded him. The air smelled of ozone and old blood. "Explain," said...

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