The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

Thorne, you’ll come down this instant, or I’ll have the guards drag you. The voice of Mayor Halloway echoed up the spiral stairs, sharp and cold as the November wind that whistled through the cracks in the tower’s stone. Elias Thorne did not move. He stood before the great central gear, a disc of polished brass the size of a dinner table, its surface so clear it seemed to hold a pool of liquid...

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