The Golden Oath
The sky split open with a sound like tearing silk. You did not run. You stood in the center of the grey field, the rain already soaking through your thin linen shirt, and watched the world dissolve. The grass turned to ash. The distant hills melted into a white void. There was no pain. Only a sudden, total weightlessness. When your feet touched the ground again, it was not soil. It was cold,...
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