The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The heat in the Black Citadel’s central atrium was not merely temperature; it was a physical weight, pressing down on the shoulders of every man who stood within its obsidian walls. Sergeant Elias Thorne, forty years old and stiff with the slow, creeping death that had claimed half his regiment, stood before the High Warden’s dais, his left arm hanging limp and heavy as a sack of wet grain. The...

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