The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The hall burned with tallow and wax. The air was thick, tasting of roasted meat and the sharp, metallic tang of fear. Aldric sat at the head of the long oak table, his hands folded in his lap. He was old. The bones beneath his skin had become brittle, like dry twigs. His eyes, however, still held the fire. They were the eyes of a seer, though no one in the hall called him that anymore. They...

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