The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The fog was not grey, but a bruised purple, thick as wet wool. "Keep the line tight, men," Elias Thorne said, his voice low and rough against the damp air. "We do not stop for voices. We do not stop for lights. We move to the bridge or we die in the mud. Is that clear?" Sergeant Kael, young and pale with the chill, nodded, his hand white-knuckled on the hilt of his short sword. Behind them, the...

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