The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

You wake with the taste of copper and old rain on your tongue, the air in the small, windowless room of the Bureau of Civic Harmony thick with the scent of damp wool and the quiet, humming electricity of the servers that keep the peace. It is a Tuesday, or what the calendar insists is a Tuesday, though time in the town of Oakhaven has long since shed its linear skin, curling inward like a dying...

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