The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Immacolata Rizzo was forty-two, and her hands were bleeding gold. I stood before the workbench in the narrow workshop, the air thick with the dry, metallic taste of the coming frost. Outside, the birch forest of the estate was stripped to bare stumps, a skeleton of white wood against the grey sky. The light was failing, cutting through the high windows at a sharp angle, illuminating the dust...

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