The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The brass key was warm in my palm, its teeth worn smooth by forty years of use. I stood in the corridor of the Blackwood Institute, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and old paper, and held it up to the dim light. My tenure depended on this. By December, I was to present the definitive history of Silas Vane, the institute’s founder, to the board. It was a simple task, or so I told...

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