The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell in a thin, grey sheet against the glass of the observation deck, blurring the skyline into a watercolor of slate and rust. I stood at the window, my hand resting on the cold metal frame, watching the city dissolve into mist. We were halfway to the northern outpost, the train rattling beneath us like a dying beast, the rhythm of the wheels a...

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