The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The fog in Oakhaven does not lift; it settles, a damp grey wool that chokes the breath and blurs the edges of the world, and I am standing in the basement of the municipal archive, my hands shaking so violently that the file folder I hold clatters against the stone floor, because the mirror has changed again. It is not glass, not exactly, but a surface of polished obsidian that has no frame,...

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