The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The key was hot, burning a red circle into the meat of Elias Thorne’s palm. He stood in the courtyard of the Harrow estate, the rain slicking the cobblestones into a mirror of grey, and watched the shadow of the west wing stretch across the wet stone, elongating in a way that defied the angle of the low sun. "Is he in there?" Elias asked, his voice cracking against the cold air. Mrs. Gable, the...

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