The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The letter lay on the blotter, the ink still damp, smelling of iron and stale coffee. It was from Vane, and the words were not kind. They were a list of failures, a catalogue of my incompetence, signed with a flourish that felt like a slap. I read it twice, the paper gritty under my thumb, before folding it into a tight square and pocketing it. Outside, the London fog pressed against the...

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