The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The mortar ground against the pestle with a sound like dry bones snapping, a rhythmic, grinding silence that filled the apothecary’s high vaulted ceiling. "You are working the belladonna too hard, Elias," said Silas, his voice thin as paper in the dim light. "You will crush the alkaloid before you have even weighed the base." Elias did not look up. His hands, usually steady enough to separate a...

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