The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The rain hit the pavement in sheets. Grey. Cold. It smelled of ozone and rust. Elara stood at the window. Her hands were shaking. She held a cup of cold tea. The liquid had gone flat. She did not drink. She looked at her reflection. Pale. Thin. Her eyes were hollow. They were the eyes of a killer. She knew it. The city outside was a maze of steel. The Sector 4 spires cut the sky. They were...

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