The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Chapter One The dream had been of liquid gold, not of fire, but of a heavy, warm syrup that poured into Abdullah Awan’s veins until his bones felt like ingots, and he woke in the narrow cot at forty-two of Candlewick Row to find his hands stained with an actual, viscous metal that smelled of ozone and old blood. It was the spring of 1913, and the canal water was rising against the banks of the...

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