The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The ink had not yet dried on the final letter of the name, but Elias’s hand was already trembling. He sat in the scriptorium, the air thick with the smell of oak gall and damp stone, and watched the black liquid bleed into the parchment like a wound that refused to close. Outside, the bells of the Abbey of St. Jude tolled the hour of Vespers, a sound that usually brought a feeling of order to...

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