The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The fire started at dawn. It ate the roof of St. Jude’s Orphanage with a hunger that felt personal. Margaret stood on the cobblestones, her dress soaked in ash and sweat, watching the timber scream as it split. The sky above was a bruised purple, choked by smoke that tasted of copper and old grief. She did not run. She held the iron key in her left hand, her knuckles white, trembling against...

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