The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The clock was wrong. It had always been wrong. Margaret knew this. She knew it with the bone-deep certainty of a woman who had spent forty years listening to the tick of seconds that did not align with the sun. It sat on the mantle, a brass beast with a cracked face, its hands frozen at three-fifteen. The hour of the accident. The hour of the silence. She adjusted her collar. The fabric was...

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