The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The rain in New Geneva did not wash; it inspected. It fell in precise, vertical sheets against the beige glass of the intake center, blurring the city into a smear of gray and tan. Elias Vance, thirty-four, stood in the queue, his fingers white-knuckled around a leather journal. The cover was cracked, the gold leaf worn away to reveal the dark, oiled leather beneath. He wanted to be empty. He...

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