The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

It was not the silk that killed them, but the silence that followed the loom’s final clatter. I stood in the office of Arthur Blackwood, the floorboards creaking under the weight of my boots, while he stared at the ceiling as if the answer to my question were written in the plaster. I asked him plainly why the men were dying. He did not look down. He did not answer. Instead, he poured a measure...

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