The Golden Oath

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2026-08-17 14:42:43 -

The Golden Oath

The house broke first. It happened in the dream. I was standing in the hallway. The walls were breathing. The plaster cracked like old skin. I watched the fissures spread. They moved fast. A jagged line split the ceiling. Dust rained down. It settled on my shoulders. I did not move. I was a statue. I was a ghost. I was the house. I woke up gasping. The room was dark. The air was cold. My heart...

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