The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The count was wrong. Three stitches short on the left cuff, two on the right, and the gold thread had begun to fray at the hem where it rubbed against the pommel of my sword. I sat on the edge of my cot in the barracks, the room smelling of lye and old sweat, and tried to hold my hand still. It would not stay still. The wasting sickness had taken the fine motor control first, then the strength,...

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