The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

"You keep it in the drawer, don't you? The brass one." Miles sat on the edge of the bed. He did not look up. The room was small, smelling of lavender and stale dust. Outside, the rain tapped against the windowpane with a steady, indifferent rhythm. It was a Tuesday. It was always a Tuesday in the mind of the town of Oakhaven, a place where the years blurred into a single, grey stretch of...

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