The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The ink was still wet on my forearm when Master Halloway pointed at it. It was a thin line of gold, no wider than a hair, tracing the vein from my wrist to my elbow. In the Guild hall, the air was thick with the smell of lamp oil and fear. I had brought the first volume of the Codex Aureus, three years of my life, to secure the release of my brother, Thomas, from the debtors’ prison. I wanted...

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