The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

You hold the chalice. It is gold. Not real gold, but a thick, yellow alloy that smells of sulfur and old blood. It sits in your palm, heavy with the weight of a secret you have carried for thirty years. Your hands are shaking. They always shake when the hunger comes. The room is cold. The walls are bare brick, stained with the grime of a century of industry. Outside, the factory bells clang. A...

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