The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The glass broke. Not with a crash. With a sigh. I stood in the center of the office. The floor was cold. The shards were everywhere. Small stars. White. Sharp. They glinted under the fluorescent lights. The lights hummed. A low, sick drone. I did not move. My feet felt heavy. Anchored to the linoleum. The air smelled of ozone and old dust. And something else. Something sweet. Like rotting...

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