The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The chisel in my hand was not merely a tool of steel and wood, but an extension of my own flesh, a bone grown long and sharp, and as I pressed it against the oak, I felt the grain resist not as dead matter but as a living thing that remembered the rain, the sun, and the slow, patient rot of centuries, and I whispered to it as one whispers to a lover who has turned away, begging it to yield, to...

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