The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The rain in Oakhaven did not wash things clean; it merely made the grime slicker, a cold, oily film that clung to the skin and the stone alike. Elias Thorne stood at the window of his small, drafty house at the edge of the town, watching the storm batter the skeletal branches of the oak trees that gave the settlement its name. He was a man carved from the same grey stone as the buildings around...

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