The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain had not stopped for three days, and the mud outside the church door was the color of old blood. "It’s a lie, Thomas," I said, my voice barely rising above the wet hiss of the water dripping from the eaves. I kept my eyes on the mud. I did not look at him. To look at him was to invite the weight of his gaze, and I had no strength left to bear it. "The oath is a lie. We are not bound to...

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