The Golden Scar
The form was stamped in red ink: ORDER OF DECOMMISSIONING, PENDING REVIEW. Elias Thorne held the paper under the harsh fluorescent tube of the field station, the light humming a low, sick note that vibrated in his molars. He was fifty years old, though his reflection in the darkened window suggested a man who had seen more winters than he had actually lived. The Bureau of Anomalies did not use...
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