The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The bread is stale. You know it is stale before you break it. The crust shatters like dry bone. The crumb is gray, dense, and lifeless. You are in the city of Oria. It is a place of white stone and black smoke. The air tastes of ash and old iron. You are a scholar. You carry a satchel that weighs more than your body. Inside is the formula. You have spent your life seeking it. You are tired....

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