The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The iron in the gate had been forged by my father’s hands, and now it was eating me, a slow, rust-colored cancer that spread from the hinges to the heart of the mechanism, a physical manifestation of the moral rot that had seeped into the very bedrock of our village, where the stones themselves seemed to whisper of the old, terrible laws that had kept us safe while they bled us dry, leaving...

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