The Golden Oath

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2026-08-21 12:49:37 -

The Golden Oath

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed a relentless, industrial rhythm against the zinc roof of the Watch House, a sound that blurred into a white noise, a static hum that filled the marrow of my bones. I sat at the desk, the leather cracked by the cold, and listened to the rain. It was a natural thing, this water. It fell. It gathered. It moved. It did not ask permission. It did...

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