The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The dream began with the smell of wet stone and old iron, a scent that seeped into the marrow of Elias Thorne before he opened his eyes to the grey, rain-slicked pavement of the village square. He was not dreaming, he knew, but the world felt thin, as if the reality of Millhaven was a paper cutout pasted over the true, deeper architecture of his life. The clock tower, that great, imposing...

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