The Whispered Oaths

The guardians speak softly. Each oath is a promise kept in the hush between heartbeats.


The Hearthward Sentinel

Oath: “Where the small flame struggles, my watch does not.”

Vignette: A cup warms in cupped hands; the storm rattles but does not enter. A shadow stands kindly at the door.

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Maeron

Oath: “I keep the memory that steadies the hand.”

Vignette: Pages flutter, then settle. The night remembers what you meant to do, and it is enough.

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The Veilwatch Protector

Oath: “Between worry and rest, I hold the line.”

Vignette: The curtain moves. Nothing enters but the soft wind and the scent of rain.

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