The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The rain did not fall; it poured, a thick, gray curtain that erased the horizon and turned the world outside the cottage into a churning void. Inside, the air was still, heavy with the scent of damp wool and the sharp, metallic tang of old copper. Elias sat in the corner, his knees drawn to his chest, watching the door. He was twelve, though he felt ancient in his bones, worn down by a sickness...

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