The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The dream had the smell of wet iron and burnt sugar. I saw a city of gold, the streets paved with white things that looked too much like ribs, and the air was so clean it hurt to breathe. I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth and the sound of Clara coughing in the next room. It was a dry, rattling cough, the kind that shook her whole frame. I knew what it meant. The dust was in her lungs...

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