The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The smell hit Arthur Vane before the sight did, a thick, sulfurous tang that coated the back of his throat like a bad penny, and he realized with a jolt of cold clarity that he was dreaming again. In the dream, the golden chalice sat on a pedestal of black stone, its surface polished to a mirror shine that reflected not his face but the face of his sister, Elara, whose lungs were filling with...

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