The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The feast was a lie. The lanterns swung low over the long tables in the town hall, casting a sickly yellow glow on the faces of the men who had just signed the new safety agreements. I sat at the far end, my hands folded on the oak, watching the dust motes dance in the light. They called it a victory. The company had agreed to limit the shift to ten hours. A small mercy. I looked at my son,...

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