The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The child’s eyes were the color of wet slate, wide and unblinking as I pinned his small wrists to the cold stone of the checkpoint floor, the sound of his breathing a thin, reedy whistle that cut through the hum of the sector’s electric fences. I felt a grim, satisfying heat bloom in my chest, a validation of my years of service, as I unclipped the golden locket from his neck, the metal warm...

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