The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The rain had stopped three days ago, but the mud remained. It clung to your boots with a tenacity that felt personal, a wet, heavy embrace from the earth itself. You stood at the edge of the courtyard, the stone beneath your feet slick and cold. Behind you, the gates were sealed. The sound of the marching had faded into a low, thrumming hum in the distance, a vibration you could feel in your...

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