The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The wind in the attic of Harrow House did not howl so much as it wheezed, a dry, rattling exhalation that seemed to come from the bones of the house itself, and Elias, twelve years old and thin as a rail, sat cross-legged on the dusty floorboards, his knuckles white around the handle of a small, tarnished brass mirror. He was not there to hide, though the rest of the world had been closing in...

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