The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The iron rain hammers the corrugated roof of the canteen, a relentless, rhythmic pounding that sounds less like weather and more like the heartbeat of the machine grinding itself to dust, and you are there, hunched over a plate of cold gruel that tastes of rust and despair, your fingers trembling not from the cold that seeps through the thin wool of your tunic but from the sheer, vibrating...

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