The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain on the windowpane was a relentless drumming. It was the sound of the city waking up. You stood by the door. Your hand gripped the brass handle. It was cold. You held a jar. The glass was thick. Inside, a thick, amber liquid swirled. It was honey. Just honey. But it felt heavy. It felt like a life. You looked at your mother. She sat in the chair by the fireplace. The fire was low. It...

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