The Golden Ritual
The bell of St. Jude’s did not ring so much as it convulsed, a metallic scream that tore through the fog of the valley and shattered the fragile silence of the monastery, for it was the hour of the breaking, when the old world had finally surrendered to the new and the stone walls of the refectory groaned under the weight of a siege that was not of men, but of a hunger so ancient it had teeth....
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