The Golden Ritual
The order was printed on cheap, grey paper, the ink smudged where a thumb had lingered too long. Elias Thorne read it twice, the scent of old coffee and damp wool clinging to the document like a stain. It was a cease and desist, a final notice, a directive from Captain Miller to proceed with the immediate removal of the "unauthorized agricultural structure" on Parcel 44. Elias folded the paper...
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