The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The fog in Oakhaven did not merely obscure the streetlamps; it consumed them, a thick, grey wool that strangled the light before it could reach the cobblestones. Elara Vance sat in the municipal archive, the air tasting of damp paper and the metallic tang of old fear, her fingers trembling as she held the pension application form that would allow her to leave this town that had swallowed her...

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