The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain in Harrowgate did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world and turned the cobblestones into a mirror of murky reflections. Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of the municipal archive, his breath pluming in the chill November air, feeling the familiar, dull ache in his left knee. It was a joint that had served him well for forty years, a...

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