The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The light in the warden’s office was the color of old brass, filtered through dust that had settled over thirty years of service. You sat at the heavy oak desk, the grain worn smooth by the hands of men who had come before you, and you listened to the building breathe. It was a low, tectonic groan, a sound that vibrated in the marrow of your left knee, a joint that had begun to lock up with the...

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