The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The air in Ward 4 smelled of ozone and stale antiseptic, a sterile scent that Elara Vane had grown to associate with the slow, mechanical failure of the body. She sat on the edge of the narrow cot, her fingers trembling slightly as she wiped the corner of her brother’s mouth, where a smear of rust-colored fluid had already begun to dry. Kael was twenty-four, a junior archivist in the lower...

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