The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain had not stopped in Harrowgate for three days, and the air smelled of wet wool and the metallic tang of old iron. You sat in the back of the moving van, your hands resting on your knees, feeling the vibration of the engine through the soles of your boots. Outside, the gray blur of the countryside rushed by, a smear of mud and bare trees. You were not a man who traveled easily. You were...

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