The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain hits the basement window like a handful of grit. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four, and you are holding a golden mirror. It is warm against your palms, heavier than glass has any right to be. You are not a thief. You are an archivist. But the Chief Inspector says you are a thief, and the tribunal is in three days. The mirror does not show your face. It shows the faces of those who have...

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