The Golden Quest
The mirror in the bathroom of the cabin was cracked. It had been there for years, a jagged spiderweb of silver lines radiating from the center where the glass had been struck by a heavy brass frame years ago. I used to ignore it, a minor imperfection in a house that was slowly settling into the earth. But today, staring at my own reflection, the fracture seemed to move. It pulsed, a thin vein...
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