The Golden Ritual

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2026-08-22 04:43:16 -

The Golden Ritual

The rain lashed against the stained glass of the manor, blurring the saints into weeping smears of cobalt and amber. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of beeswax and old parchment, a heavy perfume that seemed to press against the skin. Marguerite de Vane stood before the high-backed chair where her mother sat, shrunken and brittle as a dried leaf, her eyes closed in a sleep that did not...

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