The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The air in Cell Block Four smelled of wet iron and stale tobacco, a thick, metallic fog that clung to the back of the throat and refused to be cleared. Thomas Bradshaw sat on the edge of his bunk, his boots unlaced, staring at the scar that ran from his left collarbone down to his hip. It was not a fresh wound, nor was it a mark of honor in any way the men of the Guard understood it. It was a...

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