The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The bread was still warm, heavy with the weight of the ovens that had been burning since dawn, and we sat in the long hall of the priory where the shadows stretched like fingers across the stone floor, waiting for the Abbot to speak. I held the loaf in my hands, the crust cracking under my thumbs, releasing a scent of yeast and ash that filled the air with a promise of sustenance that felt...

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