The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The black water rose from the seams of the coal seam like a slow, viscous tide. Arthur Vane wiped the sludge from his brow, his hands trembling not from the cold but from the weight of the leather-bound ledger in his breast pocket. It was heavy, dense with the promise of a name written in gold leaf that had not yet tarnished. He was thirty years old, a man of soot and silence, and he had only...

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