The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The feather was gold, but not the gold of the sun. It was the dull, tarnished yellow of old brass, brittle at the edges, found tucked into the pocket of Mara’s coat. Elias Thorne held it up to the light of his kitchen. The kitchen was cold. He had not lit the stove in three days. The official report said suicide. It said Mara, nineteen, had walked into the river behind the mill on a Tuesday...

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