The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The last apple was already peeled, the skin curling away in thin, golden ribbons that smelled of rot and honey. "Put it in your mouth, Violette. Do not make this difficult for us." Director Moreau stood by the stone table, his hands clasped behind his back, his face a mask of bureaucratic patience. The room was cold, the air heavy with damp wool and the metallic tang of the orchard outside....

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