The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The cough came in the dark. It was a wet, rattling sound, like stones tumbling in a tin can. Elias sat up in the narrow bed of the train compartment. His breath hitched. The air tasted of rust and coal smoke. He pressed a handkerchief to his mouth. He pulled it away. There was blood. Just a streak. It was red against the white linen. Elias was a man of the academy. He had spent twenty years...

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