The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The dust in the atrium tastes like rust and old paper, coating your teeth in a gritty film that you can taste even when you swallow, and you are on your knees, pressing your palms against the cold stone floor, trying to catch your breath while the shadows in the corners of the room seem to stretch toward you like grasping fingers, and you realize that you are not alone, for the silence here is...

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