The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The train hissed into the station of Blackwood, a jagged scar of iron and coal dust that cut through the misty hills of the northern county. You stepped onto the platform with your mother’s heavy brass key in your hand, the metal cold against your palm, and the smell of wet wool and stale tobacco hung thick in the air. You were not a man of many words, nor were you one who sought attention, but...

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