Goose: Years of Shadow

Goose: Years of Shadow

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2010. The Zone is young, the world outside still pretending it understands control. A soldier deserts his post and vanishes north-into the mist, the rot, the hum of things that shouldn't breathe. What he finds isn't freedom. It's truth, buried in ash and static. These are the years the world forgot. The years he became Goose. If you enjoyed this novella is recommend giving Truth Lost a read, a shorter story still within the stalker universe! > © 2025 GooseNovels S.T.A.L.K.E.R. and all related terms, locations, and concepts are the intellectual property of GSC Game World. This novella is an independent, non-commercial fan work created out of admiration for the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. universe. No copyright infringement is intended. All original characters, events, and narrative expansions herein - including "Goose" and related storylines - are fan-created works of fiction inspired by GSC Game World's setting.
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