The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The rain against the leaded glass of the observation deck was not a sound, but a texture, a heavy, gray velvet pressing against the world outside. I stood with my back to the window, my hands clasped behind me, feeling the cold dampness seep through the wool of my coat. Inside the Great Hall of the Sterling Institute for Pneumatic Research, the air was thick with the scent of ozone, old paper,...

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