The Golden Oath
The ledger in the town clerk’s office was not merely a record of debts and credits but a physical manifestation of the social order, its pages thick with the ink of obligations that bound Margaret Holloway to the quiet, rusted soul of Ashworth’s Mill like a shackle forged in iron. She sat at the mahogany desk, her fingers resting lightly on the cold surface, feeling the vibration of the steam...
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