The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The bell did not ring. It screamed. A sound of tearing metal and breaking bone. The great iron maw of the city gate, bound in gold leaf that had long since tarnished to a dull brown, shuddered. Then it split. Not open. Apart. The two halves of the door peeled away from the frame, drifting outward like the wings of a dying beetle. Behind them lay the street. Wet. Grey. Silent. Miles stood on the...

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