The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

You wake not to the sound of bells, but to the weight of your own name. It sits on your chest like a stone, cold and immovable. You are in the Hall of Mirrors, a place that exists only in the space between a breath and the next, in the ancient kingdom of Aethelgard where the sun forgot how to rise. The floor is polished obsidian, reflecting a sky that has long since died, leaving only a bruised...

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