The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The leather-bound ledger lay heavy in Elias Thorne’s hands, its spine cracked and smelling of damp earth and old blood. He stood in the center of the vault, a circular room carved into the living rock of the Abbey of St. Jude, the fog pressing against the single high window like a living thing. Elias was forty-five, a magistrate with the rigid posture of a man who had spent twenty years holding...

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