The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The quill snapped. You looked at the broken nib, the black ink bleeding into the parchment like a wound that would not close. It was the Feast of St. Jude, the patron of the lost causes, and the scriptorium was warm with the heat of thirty candles and the smell of roasted lamb and beeswax. You were Elias, forty-two years old, a senior archivist who had spent the last decade restoring the...

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