The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The train cut through the fog like a knife through wet silk, the rhythmic clatter of the wheels on the iron tracks the only sound that remained after the city had fallen away behind them. Elias Thorne sat by the window, his reflection a ghostly overlay on the darkened glass, watching the industrial sprawl of the northern counties give way to the barren, windswept moors. He was a man of...

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