The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The hammer fell. It did not strike steel. It struck air, and the air screamed. Elara stood in the center of the forge. The fire was not wood-fed. It burned with a cold, blue silence. The flames licked upward, defying gravity, curling into shapes that resembled birds, then hands, then faces. She watched them. She did not blink. The metal in her hands was warm. It was not iron. It was not copper....

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