The Golden Ritual
The line appeared on the Tuesday I turned forty-two, a hair-thin ribbon of gold cutting across the blotter of my desk. It did not reflect the light; it generated it, a cold, steady hum that vibrated against the wood grain. I am Elias Thorne, Senior Inspector at the Ministry of Internal Order, and I have twenty years of service behind me and ten years of life ahead of me, provided the pension...
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