The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The brass compass did not point north. It pointed toward the sound of my own breathing. I held it in my left hand, the metal cold against my palm, while my right hand gripped the hilt of a sword that felt heavier than it had in the last three days. The air here was thick, not with humidity, but with the weight of unseen things, a pressure that sat behind the eyes and rattled the teeth. We were...

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