The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The needle, cold and thin as a sliver of bone, lay in your palm, its tip pressed against the rough wool of Thomas’s sleeve. You held it there, feeling the weight of the iron against the skin, while the loom behind you clattered with the relentless, rhythmic thud of the city’s labor. It was the winter of 1402, and the air in Oakhaven tasted of damp stone and hunger. Your infant son, Wren, slept...

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