The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The vial was warm to the touch, a strange heat that did not radiate from the glass but seemed to pulse from within the golden liquid itself, and I held it in my trembling hands as the rain lashed against the high, barred windows of the St. Jude’s Asylum laboratory, a sound that had become the only constant in my life since the scandal of ’89. I was forty-two years old, an apothecary of modest...

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