The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The feast was not for the living. It was a spectacle of rot and wax, held in the deep cellar beneath the manor of Lord Ashworth. Candles guttered in iron sconces, casting long, trembling shadows that danced like ghosts across the stone walls. The air was thick with the scent of stale wine and decaying meat. In the center of the room sat a table of black oak, upon which lay a single object. It...

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