The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The bell rang. It was not a sound of metal striking wood. It was a scream. It tore the air in the Great Hall. Ten thousand voices joined it. They chanted the numbers. They chanted the quotas. Elias stood in the line. He was twelve. He was small. His uniform was gray. It was too big. The sleeves hung past his knuckles. He looked at the floor. The tiles were white. They were cold. They were...

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