The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The gold mirror shattered again. It always did, just before the alarm. I woke with my heart hammering against my ribs, the shards of yellow light still dancing in the dark of my bedroom. My hands were shaking. I looked at the digital clock. 5:14 AM. The city outside was grey and silent, the kind of quiet that feels like held breath. I am Elias Thorne. I am forty-two years old, and for the last...

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