The Golden Ritual
The warehouse on Blackfriars Road had been abandoned since 1987, but on certain nights, when the Thames mist rose thick enough to swallow the city whole, Thomas Blackwood could still hear the rhythm of the Golden Ritual beating through its brickwork like a heart trapped in concrete. He had inherited the building from his uncle Alistair, who had inherited it from his own uncle, and so on, back...
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