The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The quill weighed exactly three ounces in my hand, a precise and heavy thing against the trembling parchment. I had been counting the drops of ink that bled upward from the nib for the last hour, a futile arithmetic that served only to keep my fingers from shaking apart. The vibration in the air was a low, sustained hum, like a bow drawn across the string of a cello, and it made the letters on...

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