The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The glass was cold. It sat on the steel table. It was a small prism. It caught the light. The light was blue. The room was white. Leo stood there. He was twelve. He wore a grey suit. The suit was too big. It hung off his shoulders. He held the prism. His hands shook. The shaking was fine. It was the protocol. Across the table sat Elias. Elias was old. His face was a map of wrinkles. He did not...

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