The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Elara. The name was called by the foreman, a sharp crack of sound that cut through the rhythmic thud of the hammers on the assembly line below. I looked up from my needle, the thread still wet with blood from a pricked finger, and saw him pointing a thick, red-fingered hand at my station. My aura, that dull, smudged grey haze that clung to my shoulders like damp wool, seemed to shrink in the...

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