The Golden Ritual
The letter arrived on a Tuesday, written in the cramped, urgent hand of Captain Elias Thorne, and it changed the texture of the silence in the chapel where Father Julian held the small, brass-bound book of names. Julian stood by the altar, his fingers trembling slightly as he adjusted the silver censer, the smoke from the incense curling around him like a grey shroud that refused to dissipate....
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