The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The fog in the city of Oremia did not smell of damp stone or rotting leaves, as fog should, but of ozone and burnt sugar, a cloying sweetness that coated the back of the throat. Elias Thorne walked through it with the heavy, deliberate steps of a man who had forgotten how to hurry. He was the Chief Inquisitor of the Guild of Silence, a title that sounded grand on paper but felt, in the bone,...

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