The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The bread was soft. It was the only thing in the world that had not turned to stone. Elias held the loaf in his hands. It was warm. It smelled of yeast and time. He was walking down the street. The street was long. It went on forever. It was made of gray cobblestones. They were cold. They were wet. It had rained. It always rained in this city. The city was old. It had no name. It had only...

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