The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The brass compass lay open on the table, its needle spinning lazily in a circle that had no end. It was a beautiful thing, intricate and heavy, the kind of instrument that felt more like a relic than a tool. Margaret held it in her hands, her fingers tracing the cold rim, feeling the faint vibration of the earth beneath the floorboards. She had been expecting this. In a way, she had been...

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