The Golden Oath

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2026-08-20 07:51:48 -

The Golden Oath

The frost on the windowpane was thick enough to scratch with a fingernail. You sat in the corner of the high hall, your back against the stone, watching the condensation bead and run down the glass. Outside, the wind howled through the valley, a low, mournful sound that seemed to vibrate in the floorboards beneath your boots. You were old. Your joints ached with a dull, persistent throb that...

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