The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The wall did not breathe, yet it felt heavy against my back, a solid presence of cold stone that seemed to pulse with a rhythm older than the mortar binding it. I was a prisoner in the belly of the keep, a place where the air tasted of damp iron and forgotten centuries. Outside, the wind screamed through the arrow slits, a sound like a living thing tearing at the fabric of the night. I had been...

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