The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The air in Sector Four tasted of rust and stale coal dust. It sat thick on the tongue, a permanent residue from the refineries that churned the black sludge into fuel for the State. Elias Thorne walked with a limp. His left knee had begun to fail three years ago. The pain was a dull, constant drumbeat. It reminded him of the clock on the wall of his apartment. It reminded him of time. Time was...

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