The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The morning the bell tower fell, the sky over Dunmore was the color of a bruised plum, heavy with the promise of rain that would not break. It was not a thunderclap that silenced the town, but a groan, deep and structural, rising from the limestone bones of the church, followed by the wet, heavy thud of stone striking stone. Margery Holloway stood on the cobblestones, her boots sinking slightly...

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