The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

You are the last of the scribes. The ink is dry. The parchment is brittle. You sit in the high tower, a box of stone and silence, watching the sun bleed out over the valley. Below, the city of Ashworth sleeps under a blanket of fog. It is an ancient time, or it feels like one. The air tastes of dust and old blood. You have been here for thirty days. You have not eaten in three. You do not need...

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