The Golden Scar
The dust in Sector Four tasted of copper and old rain. I wiped it from my visor with a thumb, the rubber stiff against my skin. My name is Elias Thorne. I am a Compliance Officer for the Bureau of Civic Harmony. My job is simple. I identify deviations. I correct them. Or I remove them. Today, the deviation was a woman in a garden. She stood by a rusted trellis, her hands buried in the dark...
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