The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The iron crown sat upon my head not as a burden of weight but as a living thing, a cold, metallic spider weaving its legs into the soft flesh of my scalp, tightening with every breath I took, a vice that held my thoughts in a state of perpetual, vibrating siege. I stood in the center of the Hall of Whispers, a vast cavern of obsidian and bone where the air was thick with the scent of ozone and...

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