The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The van smelled of damp wool and old coffee, a scent that had soaked into the fabric of your seat so deeply it felt less like an odor and more like a memory. You were driving north, toward the city, toward the glass and steel monolith that rose above the fog like a jagged tooth. It was a building you had been told you were chasing, a structure that seemed to exist in a different dimension of...

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