The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The axe fell on the body of Lord Vane before the sun had fully cleared the eastern spires of the Palace of Whispers. I stood in the crowd, my hands tucked into the pockets of my charcoal coat, watching the blood pool on the cobblestones while the High Council’s guards dragged the corpse away. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and I have spent the last eighteen years trying to clear my...

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