The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The blade sang. It cut the air with a sound like tearing silk. Caelen felt the vibration in his teeth. He was seven. He held the stick with both hands. His knuckles were white. The ground shook. Not with his feet. With the earth itself. "Too slow," said the voice. It came from the shadows. It was dry. It was old. It sounded like stones grinding together. Caelen did not look up. He looked at the...

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