The Golden Maze
The town of Oakhaven does not appear on maps. It sits in a valley where the fog rolls in thick as wool, swallowing the pines until the world is nothing but grey and the sound of your own breathing. I have walked these streets for thirty years. I have worn the badge. I have carried the weight. I am the only one who remembers the pattern. My name is Elias Thorne. I am a detective, though the...
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