The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The air in the Ministry of Agricultural Integrity did not smell of earth, but of recycled ozone and the faint, metallic tang of fear, a sterile atmosphere that pressed against Elias Thorne’s temples like a cold hand. He sat before the desk of Senior Censor Halloway, his fingers drumming a frantic, arrhythmic beat on the laminate surface, the tremor so pronounced that his pen slipped twice...

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