The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The key is cold in your hand. It has a weight to it, heavy as a river stone, cold as the marrow in your brother’s bones. You are holding it. You have always held it. It is the only thing that is yours. The rest of the world is borrowed. The rest of you is rented. The hallway stretches out before you. It is long. It is gray. The carpet is thin. It has worn down to the concrete in the center. You...

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