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The Savage Oath

The Savage Oath

The day had dawned clear, sunny, and more cheerful than it had any right to be. Like a cruel joke, the days since he laid Susannah in her crude grave had been glorious ones—the ones that Susannah had loved. She would spend days out in the sun for no other reason but...
The Vengeful Oath

The Vengeful Oath

Jean-Marc Crevier was a simple man of simple needs.  He didn't long for treasure, though a few francs in his pocket for women and wine was always appreciated.  It was too bad the only alcohol to be had was a swill that should have been left in the horse and the women...
The Traitor’s Oath

The Traitor’s Oath

Robert and Susannah typically spent evenings in separate chairs on either side of the fireplace—Robert usually with a book, the Bible more often than not, tipped so that he could read by the firelight, Susannah in her own chair, the day’s knitting and darning in the...
The Freeman’s Oath

The Freeman’s Oath

Robert Lockwood looked down at the table, empty save a few papers and a Bible. Only the light of a small fire kept the darkness at bay. The wailing of a nor'easter outside the shuttered windows echoed the emotions he could not express. Whether from reluctance or an...