The Golden Ritual
The ledger had four hundred and twelve pages, and you counted them three times before you opened the first one, because the pension office did not care about the history of the Blackwood Estate, only that the inventory was complete and signed by your hand before the thirtieth of the month. You were forty-two, your knees ached when the damp crept in from the floorboards, and the golden fluid...
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