The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The smell of rot hung in the air. It was thick. It was sweet. It clogged the throat. Elias stood by the window. The glass was cold. His breath made a cloud. It vanished. The garden below was dead. The frost had taken it. The black soil looked like dried blood. He turned back. The room was dark. Only the lantern burned. The flame trembled. It cast long shadows. The shadows danced on the walls....

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