The Golden Scar

added blog Literature

2026-08-19 05:44:54 -

The Golden Scar

The rain did not fall so much as it was extracted from the sky, a cold, metallic drizzle that slicked the cobblestones of the Lower Ward into a mirror reflecting the bruised, violet bruise of the twilight. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood with his back against the damp brick of the watchtower, his breath a thin white ribbon that dissolved into the gloom, his fingers white-knuckled around the hilt of...

0 Comments 0 Shares 1 Views 0 Reviews