The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The air in Dormitory Block 4 tasted of rust and stale sweat, a metallic tang that coated the back of the tongue and refused to wash away. Elias sat on his narrow cot, the mattress thin and springing, his knees drawn up to his chest where he cradled the object of his obsession. It was a fern, no larger than a man’s hand, but its fronds were not the sickly green of the state-mandated hydroponic...

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