The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The door was heavy. It groaned under the weight of centuries. Elias pushed it open. The air inside was stale. It smelled of dust and old blood. He stepped into the room. The floor was cold stone. It was damp. A single light flickered in the corner. It was a lantern. The flame was blue. It did not burn. It hovered. Elias felt a chill. It was not cold. It was fear. He had come here to find her....

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