The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The dream began not with sound, but with the smell of wet slate and iron filings, a scent that clawed at the back of Elias Thorne’s throat before he could even register the grey light filtering through the high, arched windows of the Ministry of Aesthetic Compliance. He was standing in the center of the Great Hall, a space so vast and sterile it seemed to swallow the air whole, and before him...

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