The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The chain is heavy. It bites into your wrists. You do not pull. You do not scream. You stand in the square, in the mud, while the rain slicks your uniform gray. The crowd is silent. They watch. They are not afraid. They are hungry. The man on the ground is bleeding. His name is Elias. He was a teacher. Now he is a stain in the wet dirt. His blood mixes with the rain. It runs in thin red lines...

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