The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The bell tolled. It was a sound like a bone breaking. Thomas stood in the square. The sky was gray. The ash fell like snow. It coated his tongue. It tasted of iron. He held the jar. It was glass. It was warm. Inside, a single leaf curled. It was green. It was alive. It was the last leaf. The crowd moved. They did not speak. They looked at the gate. The gate was stone. It was high. It was...

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