The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

I woke from a dream that was not a dream, but a memory of a future that had already passed. It was the memory of a house with no doors, where the walls were made of compressed whispers, and I was standing in the center of a room that kept expanding, trying to find the exit. I was not alone in that space. There was a figure standing by the window, her back to me, wearing a coat the color of...

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