The Golden Oath
The notice was pinned to the attic door, the paper yellowed and brittle as dried skin. It stated, in the dry, unyielding hand of the Town Clerk, that the Ironworks Guild Archive would be closed for winter maintenance, effective immediately, and that any unauthorized entry would be met with the full severity of the law. I read it three times, my thumb rubbing the ink until it blurred, because...
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