The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The broth was thick with gold, not in the way of saffron or turmeric, but in the literal, shimmering suspension of crushed aureus that the Master Alchemist, Silas, had promised would bind our souls to the throne. We sat in the Great Hall of the Iron Citadel, a structure of black stone that hummed with a low, vibrating frequency, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. There were...

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