The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain does not fall here. It hangs. A thick, gray veil that turns the neon signs of the city into smeared bruises on the dark skin of the night. You stand at the edge of the platform, your boots soaking up the damp that seeps from the concrete. The train is late. It is always late. You watch the tracks, two parallel lines of rust and shadow, disappearing into the fog. You are a soldier,...

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