The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The bell rang. It was a low, brass clatter. It shook the dust. It shook the air. Silas stood by the door. He wore his best coat. The wool was black. The buttons were gold. He looked at his hands. They were steady. He looked at the road. The road was empty. He was a tailor. He cut cloth. He made clothes. For the King. For the Lords. For the men who owned the land. Silas owned nothing. He owned...

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