The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The hammer fell, and the glass did not break, but instead bled a red light that soaked the floorboards of the sergeant’s quarters, a light that smelled of iron and old blood. Elias Thorne dropped the tool, his hands shaking so violently that the wooden handle clattered against the stone floor, the sound sharp and final in the silence of the small room. He had wanted to end the visions, to...

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