The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

You are standing in the shadow of the Spire, that colossal needle of black iron and obsidian that pierces the grey belly of the sky, and you feel the weight of the air pressing against your eardrums, a physical substance that tastes of copper and old dust. The city of Aethelgard does not breathe; it ticks. It is a machine of stone and law, where every movement is cataloged, every thought is...

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