The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The dream was always the same: a scarlet macaw, its plumage burning with a gold so intense it seemed to bleed light into the grey air, standing on a ledge of white stone. Elias woke with the taste of iron in his mouth and the hum of the ventilation shafts vibrating against the floor of his bunk. He was thirty years old, an archivist in the subterranean city of Oakhaven, and he had spent the...

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