The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

I dreamt of gold teeth. Not the shiny kind, but the dull, yellowed caps of old men who had died with secrets in their mouths. I woke with the taste of copper in my throat, the sheets twisted tight around my legs. It was 4:00 AM. The rain against the window sounded like static. I had to be at the Ministry by seven. I had to finish the audit. I am Elias Thorne. I am forty-two. I am a senior...

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