The Golden Oath

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2026-08-20 09:50:32 -

The Golden Oath

The stone was cold against my back, a slab of grey limestone that had not seen the sun in three centuries. I sat in the center of the Chapel of Saint Jude, the only one left awake while the others slept. Outside, the wind howled through the narrow slits of the window, a sound like tearing silk. Inside, the air was still and smelled of old wax and damp earth. I pressed my palm flat against the...

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