The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

You wake in a dream of gold. It is not a bright gold. It is a heavy, tarnished gold. It smells of old metal and wet stone. You are standing in a corridor that stretches forever. The floor is marble. The walls are lined with portraits of men who look exactly like you, but older. Harder. They stare at you with eyes that have seen too much and forgiven too little. You are wearing a coat. It is a...

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