The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The iron gates of the Obsidian Foundry did not rust, for they were not made of common metal, but of a alloy that tasted of old blood and silence. I stood before them, my hands trembling not from the cold that seeped through my threadbare coat, but from the terrible, humming vibration in the air, a frequency that seemed to vibrate directly against the bones of my skull. I was not a man, not in...

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