The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The steam from the boiler hissed like a dying breath. I wiped the sweat from my brow with a rag that was already black with grease. The pressure gauge trembled. It was not a vibration of power. It was the shudder of a heart about to stop. "Steady, Elias," I said. My voice sounded thin in the vast, cold belly of the engine room. Elias did not answer. He was huddled in the corner, his back...

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