The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain fell on the cobblestones of New London with a persistence that felt less like weather and more like a verdict, washing the grime from the faces of the dead and the living alike until they were indistinguishable in their wet, gray anonymity, and I stood at the edge of the pier where the fog had begun to thicken into a solid wall of mist that swallowed the horizon and erased the boundary...

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