The Golden Oath
The dream that haunts you is not of gold, as the elders in the village of Oakhaven claim it is, but of a specific, cold silence that sits in the marrow of your bones like a stone swallowed whole, a silence that precedes the breaking of the dawn and the arrival of the inspectors who have come to measure the curvature of the earth against the flatness of your soul. You are seven years old, or...
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