The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The carriage wheels ground against the wet cobblestones of the Lower Ward, a sound like bones grinding together in the dark. Elias Thorne sat with his back rigid against the velvet upholstery, his hands clasped tightly in his lap until the knuckles turned the color of old ivory. He was not a man who traveled often, certainly not one who traveled by carriage to the Citadel of Correction, yet...

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