The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The mist does not rise so much as it exhales, a slow, wet breath of the moor that curls around the ankles of the stone walls and settles into the lungs of the boy who stands at the center of the courtyard, a figure of such stillness that he seems less like a child and more like a statue carved from the very granite of the keep, his eyes wide and unblinking as he watches the heavy oak doors of...

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