The Golden Oath
November 14, 2024 The snow has stopped, but the silence it leaves behind is heavier than the weight of the drifts pressing against the glass. I am here in the Halloway Library, sealed off from the world for three days, a retreat designed to force the completion of my thesis before the tenure review board meets on the fifteenth. My want is simple, cold, and absolute: I must finalize the argument...
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