The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The hammer strikes the ice, and the sound is sharp, a crack that splits the silence of the courtyard. You are Elias Thorne. You are forty years old, and your hands are red, the skin split and weeping where the leather gloves have worn thin. The fortress of Oathkeep is old, its stones slick with a frost that does not melt, and the wind howls through the arrow slits with a voice like a dying man....

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