The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

I dreamed of a door. It was gold. Not painted gold. Not gilded leaf. Solid. Intricate. Heavy. I stood before it. The handle was cold. I turned it. It did not turn. I pushed. It did not move. I pulled. It did not budge. I kicked it. The kick echoed. The echo sounded wrong. Too sharp. Too clean. I woke. The ceiling was white. Plaster. Cracked. A spider web in the corner. I was in my cell. Stone...

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