The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The stone of the keep was cold against my back, a dampness that seeped through the thin wool of my tunic and settled deep into the marrow, a chill that had nothing to do with the winter air which was currently being whipped into grey froths by the gale outside the narrow, slit-like window. I am not a man, though I wear the skin of one, nor am I a woman, though I once held the shape of one...

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