The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The frost came down like a verdict. It settled on the thatch of the village hall, on the cobblestones, on the hedges that bordered the ancient track leading to the Abbey. It was a white silence. It was a death. Maren stood in the center of the square. Her breath was a thin ribbon of steam. She did not shiver. The cold was not in her bones. It was in the air around her. A wall. A barrier. The...

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