The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The wall is not just stone. It is a living thing, breathing against your cheek. You are here. You have always been here, though you tell yourself you arrived yesterday. The air tastes of damp moss and old iron. Your father is gone. He walked into the fog three days ago and did not come back. Or he became the fog. You do not know. You only know that the boundary between you and the wall has...

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