The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The air in the archive room tasted of ozone and dried lavender, a scent that had become inextricably linked to the slow, grinding decay of Margaret Holloway’s own body. She stood before the glass case containing the *Aurelia* specimen, a rare orchid that had been pressed into existence by the alchemical hand of the institution’s founder, a man whose name had been scrubbed from the records but...

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