The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The building stood not on the ground, but on the breath of the world, a monolith of white marble suspended in a void of swirling, grey mist. You remembered waking up there, the taste of copper and ozone on your tongue, the hum of the ventilation systems vibrating in your molars. It was a place of absolute, sterile geometry, a cathedral to efficiency that had lost its congregation. Your armor, a...

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