The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The fire ate the oak table. It ate the silver. It ate the faces of the men who stood around it. I watched. I did not move. My name is Elias Thorne. I was the investigator. Or so they called me. The men of the Guild. The men of the iron and the steam. The room smelled of char and old wine. It was a heavy smell. It stuck to the throat. I coughed. My lungs burned. The fire was high. It danced on...

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