The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Hossein Parsa stood before the anvil, his fingers stained black with the residue of the alloy, and watched the gold darken under the heat. The workshop smelled of sulfur and wet wool, a scent that had seeped into the plaster walls of the shop above the factory noise. He needed the lease renewed, and the Mayor’s ceremonial crown was the price, a debt of craft that could not be paid with coin...

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