The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

You hold the key in your left hand, the brass cold and sharp against your palm, a small, jagged tooth waiting to bite into the lock of the sub-basement door. The air in the archive smells of damp wool and old paper, a scent that has seeped into your skin over the last three days of solitary confinement. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old, an inspector of the Bureau of Industrial...

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