The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Elias woke with the taste of iron and honey on his tongue. It was a thick, cloying sweetness that coated the back of his throat. He lay still in the narrow bed. The room was cold. Dust motes danced in the single shaft of pale light. He remembered the dream. In the dream, he had held a jar. It was filled with a glowing, golden paste. The paste hummed. It whispered his name. It promised him a...

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