The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The sky above the city of Aethelgard did not burn, as one might expect of a cataclysm, but it bled. It bled a slow, viscous violet that stained the cobblestones and slicked the iron grates of the ventilation shafts. It was a color that did not exist in the natural spectrum, a hue born of static and sorrow, and it pooled in the gutters like thick wine. Margaret Holloway stood in the center of...

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