The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The rain did not fall. It pressed down, thick and cold, against the glass of the clinic window. Inside, the air tasted of iodine and old metal. Marcus sat on the steel examination table, his wrists bound not by rope, but by the silence of the room. He looked at the woman standing by the door. She wore a grey coat, the fabric worn thin at the elbows, the lining stained with the dark residue of...

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