The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The rain in the city of Orenthas did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray mist that clung to the cobblestones and seeped into the marrow of the bones of those who walked the narrow, winding streets of the Old Quarter, where the air smelled perpetually of wet wool, stale beer, and the metallic tang of old iron. Elias Vane, a man whose face had been carved by the same winds that had...

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