The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

You dream of the white room. It is not a hospital. It is not a classroom. It is a place of sterile, blinding light where the air tastes of ozone and old paper. In the dream, you are a young man again. Your hands are clean. They are soft. You hold a stylus, a thin instrument of glass and bone, and you draw lines that do not exist. You are an architect of the invisible. You are the only one who...

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