The Golden Visit
The first leaf fell on October the fourth, and it struck the slate roof of the mill office with a sound like a bone breaking. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, and you know the rules of Oakhaven as well as you know the rhythm of the looms below. The Green Mirror, the ancient willow that stands in the center of the town square, does not reflect light; it reflects truth. If a man stands before it...
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