The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The road was red. It bled mud into the wheel ruts. You walked. Your boots were heavy. They were filled with water. You did not stop. You could not stop. The city loomed ahead. It was grey. It was tall. It smelled of smoke and rot. You had walked for three days. Your legs shook. Your back ached. You carried nothing but your skin. You carried your name. You knew the name. You knew the face. It...

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