The Golden Oath
The sky did not merely darken; it collapsed, a heavy leaden weight that crushed the air out of the lungs of the valley before the first drop of rain could fall. Thomas stood at the edge of the precipice, his boots sinking into the mud that had once been dry, hard-packed earth, watching the world dissolve into a gray, roiling fog that swallowed the horizon whole. He was not a man who had...
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