The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the windows of the manor into sheets of blurred water. I stood in the center of the Grand Hall, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and old varnish, and watched the mirror. It was not a large piece, nor was it gilded in the ostentatious fashion of the other antiques in the estate. It was a simple, tall...

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