The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The air in the infirmary smelled of wet wool and dried lavender, a scent that had permeated the stone walls of the abbey for so long that it seemed to be part of the mortar itself, and you lay there on the straw pallet, watching the dust motes dance in the single shaft of light that pierced the heavy oak shutters, knowing that you were not the first to feel the cold creeping up from your toes,...

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