The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The dream was always the same, a looping film of static and rust. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood in the center of a vast, white field that stretched out to a horizon made of smoke. In the ground, where the soil should have been, grew not grass but thick, pale stalks of bone. They swayed in a wind that had no source, humming a low, mournful note that vibrated in Elias’s teeth. He reached out, his...

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