The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The boy’s voice was steady, almost light, as he recited the poem about roots and soil, and Elias felt the hair on his forearm stand up not from fear, but from a sudden, violent heat. "You’re wasting time, Warden," Kael said, looking not at Elias but at the blank, white wall behind him. "My mother is dying. I don’t have time for your theater." Elias looked down at his wrist. The line was there...

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