The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The banquet hall hummed with a low, electric drone. It was the year 1924, though the calendar had long since ceased to matter to the people inside the Glass Citadel. You sat at the long oak table, your fingers resting on the polished surface. Before you lay the object that had defined your life’s work. It was a small, brass astrolabe, its face clouded with age. The metal was worn smooth in the...

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