The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The bowl was gold. Not the dull, tarnished yellow of coins left in a beggar’s cup, but the bright, molten gold of a summer sun trapped in glass. It sat on the altar of the High Sanctum, a vessel of impossible light in a world of grey stone and damp wool. I stood before it, my hand still trembling from the weight of the iron mace I had carried that morning. My name was Thomas, though here, in...

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