The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The wind is a blade. It cuts through the wool of your coat. You are running. The ground is not ground anymore. It is a sea of gray stone and dead roots. You are climbing. The tower is above you. It is not a tower. It is a lung. It breathes. You hear the intake of air. A deep, wet gasp that echoes off the cliffs. You are not climbing a building. You are climbing a god. Stop. Your lungs burn....

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