The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The air in the Whitmore宅邸 did not simply exist; it was curated, a dense, metallic soup of ozone and heated copper that clung to the skin like a second, heavier coat. Elias Thorne sat in the center of the grand hall, his posture rigid, his hands resting on his knees with the deliberate stillness of a man who had learned that movement was a currency he could no longer afford. He was a prisoner,...

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