The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The tower stood in the center of the square, a needle of black stone piercing the low, bruised sky, and you climbed it, step by agonizing step, your lungs burning with the cold air that smelled of wet wool and old blood, for you were the keeper of the light, the one who kept the flame alive against the encroaching dark, and you told yourself that this was duty, that this was justice, that if...

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