The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The dream was always the same, a loop of static and snow. Elias saw himself standing in the white void, wearing the uniform that no longer existed, the fabric woven from a thread that hummed against his skin like a living vein. He felt the weight of the insignia on his chest, not gold, but something colder, harder, a shard of obsidian that burned with a quiet, persistent heat. In the dream, he...

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