The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The fire does not start with a spark, but with a sound like a bone breaking under a heel, a wet, crunching silence that precedes the roar. You are standing in the center of the town square, and the air is already thick with the scent of ozone and burning hair, though you do not know whose. The old oak tree, the one that has stood since before the railroad came, before the library, before the...

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