The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

Thorne, you are done. The voice comes from the doorway, dry and brittle as old parchment. Director Halloway stands there, his hands clasped behind his back, blocking the light from the corridor. He does not enter the office. He does not need to. The weight of his presence fills the small room, pressing against the chest like a hand over the mouth. You sit at your desk, the golden shard lying...

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