The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain did not fall. It struck. It hammered against the corrugated roof of the detention center, a rhythmic, metallic violence that seemed to vibrate in the bones of the men inside. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood at the end of the long, dim corridor, his hands clasped behind his back. He was a man carved from weathered oak and silence, his uniform strained at the shoulders, the fabric dark with...

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