The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The dream was always the same. Gold, thick and viscous, pooling in the hollow of Elara’s palm. It did not flow; it waited. Then, without heat or spark, it turned to ash, a fine grey powder that slipped through her fingers and vanished into the floorboards of the Guildhouse. She woke with the taste of copper and sugar on her tongue, her hands trembling as she sat up in the narrow bed of her...

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