The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The ink was red. Not the deep, archival crimson of the State’s official ledgers, but a thin, watery smear that looked like old blood on parchment. Elias stared at the blot, his hand trembling not from fear, but from the specific, grinding exhaustion of a man who had been writing for three days without sleep. He was a scribe of the Citadel, a man of forty years whose value was measured in the...

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