The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The iron bit cut into my mouth. I tasted blood and rust. The cage was small. It smelled of wet straw and fear. I was not afraid. I was angry. Anger is easier to hold than sorrow. It is a solid thing in the chest. It keeps the heart beating. Outside the bars, the world was gray. Rain fell in sheets. It drummed on the stone roof. A man stood there. He wore a long coat. It was dark green. It was...

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