The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The vine pulsed against Elara’s ribs, a golden rhythm that matched her own heartbeat but felt alien, cold, and sharp. She stood alone in the on-call room of St. Jude’s, the fluorescent lights humming a low, sick note that seemed to vibrate in her teeth. Outside, the hospital walls wept a thick, amber sap that smelled of rotting fruit and old blood. Elara pressed her palm against her chest,...

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