The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The road did not end where the maps said it should, but instead dissolved into a fog that smelled of wet iron and old pine. Thomas Bradshaw walked with the heavy, rhythmic cadence of a man who had spent his life moving weight, his boots striking the muddy earth with a dull thud that seemed to vibrate in his own chest. He was a man of the law, or at least he had been, a constable in a district...

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