The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The dream began not with a sound but with a taste, a cloying, metallic sweetness that coated the tongue like a varnish of old gold, and in the dream Thomas Bradshaw stood in a room where the walls were made of compressed time, ticking softly in the dark, and in his hands he held a small, tarnished spoon that was the only object in the universe that remained static, a point of absolute stillness...

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