The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The ink in the margin moved. It did not dry; it swam, a black oil slick expanding across the cream paper of the Golden Mirror. Elias Thorne watched the letters rearrange themselves, the elegant script of his late sister Clara twisting into a jagged, accusatory scrawl. He was forty-two, a man whose career in the Oakhaven Municipal Archives had crumbled to dust three years ago, leaving him with a...

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