The Doctor's Secret Baby
settling around my shoulders.
The massive oak doors opened, revealing the grand hallway. And there they were. The Elders.
Five men and three women, all dressed in black, sitting in a semi-circle of high-backed velvet chairs. They were the shadows that ran the world’s finances, the ghosts that started wars for profit. And in the center sat my grandfather, the High Elder.
"The prodigal son returns," the High Elder spoke, his voice dry and crackling like old parchment. He didn't stand. He didn't need to. "Welcome home, Adrian Ramirez Valderrama."
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