The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The iron bit in my mouth tasted of rust and old blood, a metallic tang that coated my tongue and seemed to seep into the marrow of my jaw, a constant, grinding reminder of the mouth that had once spoken words of comfort and now served only as a conduit for the silence imposed upon us by the Warden’s decree. I walked the endless, gray corridor of the Spine, that labyrinthine prison built not of...

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