The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

Chapter One I remember the weight of it before I remember the cold. The golden ring sat on my father’s finger in the dream, a heavy band that whispered secrets into the dark. It was a relic, he said, but I was thirty-two then, and he had been dead for six years. I woke in the damp cellar of the archive, the air heavy with rotting paper and wet loess. My hands were shaking, not from the chill,...

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