The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The bell tolls. You do not count. You count the shadows. The sun is high. It burns the dust. The town of Oakhaven sleeps under a white haze. You stand on the ramparts. Your hands are rough. They smell of iron and old blood. You are a warden. You are the wall. The wall is broken. You see it first. A crack. Thin as a hair. It runs from the base of the north tower to the gate. It does not stop. It...

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