The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that blurred the edges of the estate into a watercolor of damp stone and dying ivy, and within the thick, suffocating silence of the library, where the air smelled of mildew and old paper, Sergeant Elias Thorne stood before the window, his hand resting on the cold iron of his sidearm, his eyes fixed not on the storm outside but...

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