The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

I woke with the taste of copper and old honey on my tongue, a flavor that had no business being there, yet it sat heavy in the back of my throat like a stone dropped into a deep well. The air was thick, humid, and smelled of damp wool and burning tallow, a scent that permeated the stone walls of the cell until it seemed to be woven into the very fabric of the darkness. I did not know how long I...

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