The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain in the city did not fall so much as it was exhaled, a perpetual, gray sigh that clung to the cobblestones and the brass fittings of the streetlamps, turning the world into a wet, reflective mirror of its own decay. I had come to this place to find a ghost, or so I told myself, though the truth was far more mundane and far more terrifying: I had come to find the source of the silence...

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