The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The oak table was a monolith, scarred by decades of knives and spills, and it held the weight of the house’s silence. Elias Thorne sat at the head, his uniform folded with geometric precision on the chair beside him, a square of navy wool that seemed to absorb the dim light of the dining room. He did not eat. He watched the steam rise from the untouched plate, a thin, ghostly ribbon that curled...

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