The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The gold hummed against Elian’s neck, a low vibration that rattled his teeth. He stood before the High Curator, a twelve-year-old boy in a grey tunic, his hands trembling as he clutched the collar. It was the only thing in the Ministry that felt solid. The room was white, seamless, and silent, smelling of ozone and old paper. "You wish to keep it?" the Curator asked. His voice was flat,...

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