The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The mud at the village gate had turned to a thick, sucking paste that clung to the soles of Elias Thorne’s boots as he watched the column of men file past. He stood still, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, feeling the cold iron bite into his palm. The light was low and grey, the kind that makes every shadow look like a bruise. His mother was dying in the cottage behind him, her lungs...

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