The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The kiln hissed, a low, continuous exhalation of superheated air that tasted of sulfur and old iron, and Elias Vane stood before the peephole, his breath held in his chest as he watched the molten glass shift from a dull, opaque orange to a translucent, trembling amber. He was forty years old, a master glassblower at the Sterling Industrial Works, and for the first time in his career, the light...

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