The Golden Oath

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2026-08-20 22:34:47 -

The Golden Oath

The sky broke open like a bruised egg. Rain fell. Not gently. It hammered the tin roofs of the valley until they screamed. The wind howled through the pines, a low, guttural moan that shook the roots. Silas stood at the edge of the cliff. His boots were mud-caked. His hands were shaking. He held the spear. It was made of steel and bone. It was the only thing he had left. Behind him, the others...

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