The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The dream was not a vision but a wound, a jagged tear of molten gold splitting the grey expanse of the sky, bleeding light into the sterile air of the Ministry of Memory. Elara Vance woke in her narrow bunk, the hum of the ventilation system vibrating in her teeth, her skin prickling with the phantom heat of the celestial laceration. She was thirty-four, an archivist of mid-level clearance, and...

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