The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Chapter One Does a man ever truly own the land beneath his feet, or does he merely borrow the silence from the dead? I asked this question to the Clerk, a thin young man named Ciaran who kept his eyes on his ink-stained fingers as he spoke. We were in the municipal vault, a room that smelled of damp wool and old paper, located beneath the town hall in Kilkenny. The air was thick, not with...

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