The Golden Oath
You wear the chain. It is gold. Heavy. It bites into your neck. You do not pull it off. You cannot. You are the Sentinel. You stand on the ridge. The wind is cold. It cuts through your wool. It cuts through your skin. You feel the cold in your bones. You feel the weight on your throat. You do not shiver. Sentinels do not shiver. You look down at the village. The thatch roofs are white with...
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