The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The banquet hall smelled of roasted pheasant and stale wine, a thick, cloying perfume that clung to the wool of Arthur’s coat. He stood near the edge of the room, his hands clasped tightly behind his back, watching the candlelight flicker against the high, vaulted ceiling. It was a celebration of tenure, a rare honor for a man of his years, and the faculty had gathered in a state of...

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