The Golden Oath
The bell rang. It did not chime. It struck the air with the force of a hammer blow, a single, deafening note that stopped my heart. I woke. The camp was silent. Not the silence of sleep. The silence of a held breath. I sat up. My body ached. A deep, hollow ache in the bones. I was an old man. I felt it in my hands. They trembled. I looked at the sky. It was not the sky. It was a dome of...
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