The Golden Scar
The rain hits the shingle roof. It sounds like static. You are standing in the center of the hall. The floor is wet. Your boots are black leather. They are polished. You are holding a pistol. It is heavy. It is cold. The metal bites into your palm. You are twenty years old. Your name is Thomas. You are the son of the town doctor. You are also the town’s first certified sonic technician. The...
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