The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

I woke from a dream where the sky was the color of bruised iron, and the sound of my own heartbeat was a mechanical thud, like a stamp hitting a document. The air in the bedroom was still, holding the scent of ozone and old wool. I lay still for a long time, staring at the ceiling, where a single crack ran from the light fixture to the corner, a map of fissures in the plaster. My hands were...

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