The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The bridge cracked at dawn. Not a sound first. A shudder. The iron girders groaned like a dying animal. Then the span snapped. Water rushed up. Cold. Black. I was on the deck. My boots slipped. Ice formed on the rails. The city below was waking. Smoke rose from the chimneys. Factory whistles blew. The day was starting. It did not care about the bridge. It did not care about me. I held the...

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