The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The coat was red. Not a bright red, but the color of dried blood, or perhaps old brick. It had belonged to my sister, Elara. I wore it now, though the sleeves were too short, exposing my wrists. The fabric had worn thin at the elbows, revealing the skin beneath like a bruise. I lived in the house where the machines hummed. The air smelled of ozone and hot metal. It was a place of order. A place...

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