The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The rain had not stopped for six days, a persistent, industrial downpour that turned the red clay of the valley into a slick, sucking morass that seemed to possess a gravitational pull of its own, dragging at the boots of every soul who dared to walk the roads between the mill and the town of Oakhaven. Elias Thorne stood at the window of his small, damp cottage, the glass fogged with the breath...

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