The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Clara, come here, right now, and stop pretending you are not in this house. The voice belonged to her uncle, Silas, and it did not rise, did not shout, but it cut through the silence of the study with the precision of a scalpel, demanding her presence in a room that smelled of old paper and the faint, metallic tang of decay. Clara stood by the window, her hands gripping the sill until the wood...

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