The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones of the capital into a mirror reflecting the bruised sky. I stood on the balcony of the Ministry of Information, watching the water run down the limestone facade, each drop a small, calculated erosion of the stone. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of ozone and stale coffee, the scent of a...

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