The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The house breathed. It did not settle, as old stone structures do with the groan of cooling timber, but exhaled, a long, wet sound that filled the drawing room with a scent of damp earth and ancient dust. Elias stood by the window, his back to the room, watching the rain streak the glass in vertical lines that blurred the streetlights into weeping halos. He was a man carved from patience, his...

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