The Golden Mirror
Chapter One Hai Huang’s left eye bled as he wiped the grime from the glass, the fluid warm and thick, soaking into the wool of his sleeve. He was thirty-five, a guard with a scarred organ that reflected light with an unnatural clarity, and he needed this promotion more than he needed his own skin. The Mirror Case was a trap, a bureaucratic snare set by the High Minister to discredit the corps,...
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