The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The letter arrived on a Tuesday. It smelled of ink and old paper. Elias held it in his gloved hands. The seal was broken. Red wax. The name inside was his. He read it twice. Then he burned it. The fire was small. The ash was white. It looked like snow. It looked like bone. He was a man of few words. Elias Thorne. Sergeant. He walked with a limp. It was in his left leg. A souvenir from the war....

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