The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The frost lay thick upon the heath, a white shroud that muffled the world in a silence so profound it felt heavy against the eardrums. I walked alone, my breath pluming in the cold air, a ghost of my own existence rising and vanishing. My husband, Thomas, had vanished three days prior, taken by the fever that swept through our village like a hungry wolf. I stood now at the edge of the Moors,...

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