The Golden Scar
"Do you see it? The mark? Tell me you see it, Thomas, for if I am to be taken, I need to know that someone in this world has witnessed the truth before the ink dries." Thomas Bradshaw did not look up from the bowl of broth he was stirring with a wooden spoon that had been worn smooth by decades of hands other than his own. The fire in the hearth spat a single ember into the ash, hissing softly...
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