The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The train did not so much arrive at the station of Ashen Vale as it exhaled into it, a long, shuddering sigh of steam and iron that seemed to press the very air out of the lungs of the travelers. Eleanor Vane sat in the corner of the third-class carriage, her hands folded in her lap with a stillness that was less peace than paralysis. She was a woman of forty, her face a map of lines that had...

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