The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The road to the Abbey was a ribbon of red clay, slick with the morning rain. Elara walked it with her shoes soaked through, the leather soft and heavy against her arches. She did not look up. She did not look back. Behind her, the village of Oakhaven slept under a gray blanket, its chimneys dead. Ahead, the stone walls of the sanctuary rose like broken teeth against the sky. She carried a...

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