The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The parchment lay on the oak table, stiff with age and the faint, sweet rot of decay, and Thomas Bradshaw’s fingers hovered over its edge, trembling not from the cold that seeped through the stone floor of the scriptorium, but from the weight of the silence that pressed against his eardrums. He was twelve years old, a novice scribe at the Abbey of St. Jude, and his hands, which the Abbot had...

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