The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The belt buckle was gold. It caught the gaslight in the cell. A sharp, yellow star. Thomas stared at it. He did not look up. The floor was cold stone. It pressed against his knees. He had been kneeling for an hour. Maybe two. Time was a thick, gray fog here. The door rattled. Boots on brick. Click. Clack. Click. The guard opened the door. He wore a heavy coat. Wool. It smelled of stale tobacco...

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