The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The train exhales steam. It tastes of iron. You are the engine. Or rather, you are the coal. You are the fuel that keeps the Iron Leviathan moving toward the capital. Your skin is soot-blackened. Your eyes are bright. They reflect the firebox. You do not feel pain. You feel purpose. The conductor, a man named Arthur, checks your gauge. He taps the glass. The pressure holds. You are not human....

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