The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The sky did not darken; it dissolved. It peeled away like wet plaster from a rotting wall, revealing not the void of space, but a churning, bruised purple that breathed. Elias Thorne stood on the cobblestones of his ancestral home in the English Midlands, the damp chill of a November morning seeping into his bones, and watched the horizon unravel. There was no sound, only a low, subsonic hum...

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