The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The soot did not merely settle in the foundry; it inhabited the lungs, a black silt that coated the tongue and turned the air into a thick, breathing entity. Elias Thorne stood before the crucible, his hands trembling not from the heat, but from the silence that had grown so heavy it pressed against his eardrums like deep water. He was a man of iron and precision, a master smith of thirty-four...

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