The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The fog did not lift so much as it dissolved into the grey, soot-stained air of the city, a thick, suffocating blanket that smelled of wet ash and the metallic tang of the river below, while the boy, whose name was Elias, stood at the edge of the precipice where the old world ended and the strange, humming machinery of the new one began, feeling the weight of the chain around his ankle not as a...

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