The Golden Scar
Act I "You cannot seal the door while the sap is still wet," the old steward, Shen, said, his fingers trembling as he wiped the amber fluid from the oak frame. "It will crust over the hinges."‌​⁠⁠‌‌‌​​‌‍​‍​⁠‌‌​⁠​‍‍‍‌​‌​​​​​​​​​​​​​​‌⁠‌⁠⁠‍⁠‍‍‍‌‍‍‍‍​⁠​⁠‌‍⁠‌‍⁠‌‌​⁠‌‌‍⁠​ Dong Gao stood in the damp cellar of the ancestral manor, the air heavy with rot and fungal decay, holding the small glass vial...
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