The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The radio on the desk hissed, a dry, static-filled scream that sounded like tearing cloth. I turned the knob, listening for the voice of Command, but there was only the white noise of the Northern Reach, a void where orders used to be. It was November, 1912, and the cold was already biting through the walls of my post, a brutal reminder that the passes would freeze over in three days. I had one...

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