The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The rain did not fall; it was imposed. It hung in the air of Sector Four like a gray curtain drawn tight, smelling of wet ash and the ozone tang of the filtration spires that hummed above the skyline. I stood in the center of the Plaza of Quiet, my hands raised not in surrender, but in defense, palms flat against the invisible pressure of the drones that circled overhead. They were sleek,...

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