The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The knife was dull. That was the first thing I noticed, not the blood, but the dullness of the steel against the dark meat. It scraped. It dragged. I held the carcass of the lamb steady with one hand, the other gripping the handle until my knuckles turned the color of old bone. The smell was thick, metallic, and warm. It coated the back of my throat, a film of fat and iron that I could not spit...

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