The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Thorne. The name was not a summons but a verdict, spoken by the clerk in the industrial court with the flat, bored cadence of a man reading a grocery list. I was thirty-two, and the air in the room smelled of damp wool and old paper, the scent of men who had lost their way and were now waiting to be processed. Lord Vane sat in the judge’s chair, his silhouette a dark wedge against the high...

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