The Golden Maze
The fog did not merely obscure the path; it consumed the horizon, turning the ancient heath into a white void where the boundary between the earth and the sky had long since dissolved, leaving only a suffocating silence that pressed against the eardrums like the weight of a submerged stone, and in that suffocating silence, Silas, a man whose bones felt hollowed out by the long years of exile...
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