The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain hits the asphalt in sheets. Cold. Stinging. You hold the truncheon tight. Your knuckles are white. The crowd is a wall of noise and fury. They scream your name. You do not answer. You are not a person here. You are a mechanism. A barrier. A wall. Behind you stands Captain Halloway. He is old. His face is a map of scars and fatigue. He watches you. His eyes are hard. He knows what you...

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