The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

I dreamt of the door. It was oak. Heavy. Dark. I stood before it. My hands were empty. I woke. The cell was cold. Stone walls. Damp air. I sat up. My back ached. I had been there for three days. Or three years. Time is a liar in a dungeon. I looked at my wrists. The chains were loose. But the cuffs were tight. They rubbed the skin raw. I remembered the Queen. She sat on the throne. Gold leaf....

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