The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The train slows. You step onto the platform. The air is thick with coal dust. It tastes of iron. You hold the lantern. It is heavy. The glass is cracked. The wick is low. This is Harrowgate. The town is old. The brick is red. The sky is grey. You come home. You have run. You have fled. The years are long. The years are short. You are tired. Your bones ache. The lantern sways. The flame is...

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