The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The fog in Harrowgate did not roll in from the sea, as it did in other coastal towns, but seemed to exhale from the very pores of the stone, a thick, gray breath that smelled of wet slate and ancient, dormant things. Elias Thorne sat in his study, the room illuminated by the single, trembling flame of a gas lamp that hissed like a warning against the dark. He was a man who had built his life...

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