The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The train groaned as it crawled through the valley of Iron Creek, a low, mournful sound that vibrated in the teeth of Elias Thorne. He sat by the window, his hands resting on the cool glass, watching the rain blur the landscape into a smear of grey and brown. The air inside the carriage was thick, heavy with the scent of wet wool and coal smoke. It was a smell he had carried with him for thirty...

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