The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

Act I "You’re holding it again." Juliette Etienne did not look up from the ledger. The smell of the archive was thick, a miasma of damp wool, rotting paper, and the sharp, metallic tang of the vial tucked into her coat. She was thirty-two, a junior archivist in the Ministry of Memory, and the only thing standing between her and permanent tenure was this. The Golden Scar. It was a vial of liquid...

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