The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The house breathed. That was the first thing Elias noticed. It did not merely stand; it expanded and contracted in the damp air of the valley, a slow, rhythmic heave that mimicked the lungs of a sleeping giant. Elias stood in the center of the grand hall, his boots sinking slightly into the dust that lay thick as snow. He was an exile here. He had crossed the ocean, leaving behind a name that...

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