The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

Thorne. The name cut through the wet fog of the Somme like a blade through rotting wood, and Elias flinched, his hand jerking to the tunic pocket where the water-stained paper lay. It was Corporal Davies who had called out, his voice thick with the grime of three days in the trench, but the sound was enough to make Elias’s heart hammer against his ribs. He was twenty-four years old, a former...

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