The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain had ceased to fall from the sky and begun to rise from the earth, a thick, cloying mist that clung to the wool of their cloaks and turned the ancient stones of the pass into slick, treacherous mirrors, so that Sir Edmund Ashworth felt less like a man walking and more like a ghost haunting his own body, driven by a conviction so heavy it had calcified into the very marrow of his bones....

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