The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

"Is it safe, Elias? Tell me it’s safe." You stand in the sterile white of the district office, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and old paper. The vial in your hand is cold, a small cylinder of glass containing a liquid that shifts from amber to gold depending on how the fluorescent lights catch it. You are forty-two. You have served Oakhaven for twenty years. You want your pension,...

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