The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Thorne, stop bleeding on the floor. Elias Thorne looked up from the mortar pan, his eyes adjusting to the grey light of the highland chapel. The stone was wet, not with water, but with a thin, rust-colored film that clung to the trowel as he smoothed the new block into place. He was forty-two, an architect who had built skylines in cities that no longer existed, now reduced to repairing a ruin...

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