The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The mud of the valley was thick and black, sucking at the boots of the men who held the line. Rain fell in sheets, cold and relentless, washing the blood from the faces of the village guards. They stood before the great oak tree, their spears trembling not from fear, but from the sheer weight of the air. The air hummed. It was a low, vibrating thrum that seemed to come from the earth itself,...

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