The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The brass badge sat heavy in my palm, cold as river stone, its surface etched with the crest of the City that no longer existed. I held it up to the grey light filtering through the shattered skylights of the Watchtower. It was unmarked, save for the dull patina of time and the faint, rhythmic pulse of the gold thread woven into its rim. A relic. A trophy. Or perhaps a shackle. "You’re holding...

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