The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The hall smelled of roasted boar and old stone. It was a smell that clung to the tongue, thick and metallic. Outside, the rain lashed against the high, narrow windows of the Guild Hall, blurring the dark street into a smear of grey. Inside, the air was hot. Stifling. The candles burned low, their wax pooling in the iron sconces, dripping like slow tears onto the carved wood below. Margaret sat...

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