The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

You carry the glass. It is heavy. It is cold. It hums against your palms. A low, thrumming note. You have walked for three days. The air tastes of iron and old rain. The city of Aethelgard lies ahead. It is a wound in the sky. It does not breathe. It does not blink. It watches. You are not a citizen. You are a ghost. You are a thief. You hold the key that is not a key. It is a heart. A trapped,...

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