The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The transfer order sat on the steel desk, the paper thin and yellowed at the edges where the ink had bled. It was a simple document, three lines of type setting your name, Elias Thorne, against the destination: The Kestrel Crossing, a border station that smelled of wet wool and rust. You signed it without looking up, the pen scratching a jagged line across the bottom. The pension was twenty...

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