The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain hits the shield. It is cold. It is wet. You feel it on your skin. You are walking. You are alone. The road is mud. The sky is gray. It is a world not made of stone and steel, but of mist and memory. You walk through it. You are a soldier. Your name is Thomas Bradshaw. It does not matter. Names fade. You wear the uniform. It is dark. It is heavy. The fabric is soaked. It sticks to your...

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