The Golden Oath

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2026-08-17 17:19:31 -

The Golden Oath

You dream of the sugar. It is not white. It is not granular. It is a thick, amber syrup, viscous and dark, pooling in the hollows of your palms. You try to wash it away. The water in the basin runs black. The stain remains. It is in the lines of your skin. It is under the nails. You scrub until the skin peels. The sweetness does not leave. You wake. The air in the room is stale. Dust motes...

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