The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The snow fell on the castle walls like ash. I stood in the corridor, my hands trembling against the cold stone. I was Elias, thirty-two years old, a scribe of no particular rank, and I was stealing the Duke’s most forbidden text. The Golden Ritual was not a prayer. It was a binding. It transferred the pain of the dying to the one who wrote it. I did not care about the cost. I cared about Clara....

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