The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The bell rang three times. A deep, bronze-throated sound that shook dust from the rafters of the Great Hall. I stood at the edge of the polished oak floor, my boots polished to a mirror shine. They reflected the stained glass above, fractured light painting rainbows on the soles of my feet. My hand rested on the hilt of my sword. The leather grip was worn smooth, shaped by twenty years of my...

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