The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The fluorescent lights of the St. Jude’s trauma ward hummed with a frequency that seemed to drill directly into the hollow socket where my left hand used to be. I sat on the edge of the bed, the sterile sheets slick against my sweat-dampened skin, staring at the bandaged stump that protruded from my sleeve like a grotesque, useless appendage. It had been forty-eight hours since Silas died, and...

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