The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The stone chisel in Elias’s hand was cold, the handle slick with the sweat of his grip and the grime of the threshold. He had been scrubbing the same patch of flagstone for an hour, the rhythmic scraping of stone on stone filling the silence of the inner sanctum, a sound that felt less like work and more like a prayer he didn’t believe in. Outside the heavy oak doors, the town of Oakhaven...

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