The Golden Scar

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2026-08-19 18:13:55 -

The Golden Scar

The bus hummed. It was a low, mechanical thrum that vibrated in the soles of Elias’s boots. He sat near the rear window. Rain streaked the glass. The town of Oakhaven blurred into gray water. He was not looking at the water. He was looking at his hands. They were still. Too still. Elias was a soldier. Or he had been. The uniform was gone. The rank was gone. But the posture remained. He sat as...

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