The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The iron gate shrieked. It was a sound like tearing silk. Like a bone snapping under a boot. The mist was thick. It tasted of copper and rot. Elias Ashworth ran. His breath came in short, sharp gasps. His lungs burned. The walls of the labyrinth were high. They were made of white stone. The stone was cold. It was wet. It wept. Behind him, the creature breathed. It was not a wolf. It was not a...

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