The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The stationmaster’s whistle blew a long, mournful note that cut through the thick, sulfurous fog of the industrial valley, a sound that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones as he stood on the platform, watching the rear of the last train disappear into the grey haze, leaving behind a trail of coal dust and the lingering, sweet scent of burnt ozone. He did not move, did not...

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