The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The brass handle of the knife was warm against my palm, a heat that had nothing to do with the sun and everything to do with the friction of my own grip. I had been holding it for three days, since the moment the algorithm stripped my service pistol from my belt and left me with this heavy, brass-handled thing, a gift from my father that I had carried for twelve years without once needing to...

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