The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The shard is cold, colder than the iron of the vault door, and it fits into the hollow of your palm like a broken tooth. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two years old, a junior archivist in Oakhaven, and you are holding a piece of the Golden Mirror. The air in the restricted archive smells of dust and old paper, a dry, papery scent that clings to the back of your throat. Above you, the gas lamps...

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