The Golden Oath
The wall did not break. It bloomed. One moment, the concrete barrier separating the detention center from the outside world was gray and cold. The next, it was a cathedral of light. It stretched upward, impossible, defying the low ceiling of the holding cell. Stone arches spun into existence, carved from pure luminescence. The air smelled of ozone and old roses. Elias Vance stood frozen. His...
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