The Golden Maze
The hammer rang out against the anvil, a clear, metallic note that cut through the damp, heavy air of the forge, and it was in the echo of that sound, lingering like the ghost of a word long since spoken, that Aldous Vane realized with a slow, cold certainty that the object he was shaping, the intricate, interlocking mechanism of brass and iron that had consumed the last three years of his...
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