The Golden Scar
The petition is in my hand, damp with the sweat of my palm. It is the only thing that matters. My daughter, Elara, is in the Debt Ward, and the winter solstice is three days away. If she is not released by then, the Purity Codes dictate she remains in labor until her body fails. I am Elias, a warden in Oakhaven, thirty-two years old, and I believe in this town. I believe in the stone, the...
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