The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The house stood on the edge of the cliff like a beast that had forgotten how to hunt, its white stucco peeling in long, ragged strips that curled in the salt wind. It was a place of immense, hollow grandeur, a relic of the industrial age when money had been made in smoke and iron, and it had slowly, over the decades, been consumed by the very elements it had sought to defy. Inside, the air was...

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