The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

You wake in the mud. The rain is cold. It soaks through your tunic. You are a soldier. You are tired. The air smells of iron and wet stone. A horn sounds. Low. Distant. You know the sound. It is the call of the High Court. You rise. Your knees crack. You do not care. You walk toward the tower. The path is slick. You slip. You catch yourself. Your hand is black with dirt. You look at it. You do...

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