The Golden Oath
The rain slicked the cobblestones. You stand at the gate. The iron is cold. It bites your gloves. Your partner waits. Her name is Elise. She does not look at you. She looks at the house. The house breathes. It has always breathed. The windows are dark. But you see a pulse. A faint, golden flicker behind the glass. It is not a light. It is a wound. You are a soldier. You wear the gray coat. The...
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