The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The morning air in the Hall of Justice tasted of coal smoke and wet wool. Elias Thorne stood before the high window, watching the soot-stained clouds drift over the industrial district below. His uniform was stiff. The wool scratched against his neck, a constant, irritating reminder of the institution that owned him. He adjusted his cuff. The buttons were brass, tarnished by time and sweat. He...

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