The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The mud was thick. It sucked at my boots. Each step cost me breath. The rain fell cold. It stung my face. I felt the weight of the chain. It hung heavy on my wrist. The iron bit into the skin. I did not cry out. I had learned silence. The years had taught me that. My name is Thomas. I was a soldier once. Now I am a thing of rust and bone. We walked in a line. Ten men. Strong men. Now they were...

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