The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

We stood in the gray, rain-slicked terminal of the transit hub, the air thick with the smell of ozone and wet wool, and I watched my younger brother, Elias, press his thumb against the biometric scanner with a tremor in his hand that spoke of a fear so primal it had bypassed his conscious mind entirely, a fear that lived in the marrow, in the blood, in the ancient, screaming part of the brain...

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