The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The ash fell like snow that had forgotten how to melt, coating the stone floor of the Great Hall in a layer of grey silence that felt less like dust and more like the pulverized bones of a world that had been swallowed whole. Thomas Bradshaw stood at the edge of the labyrinthine desk, his fingers trembling not from the cold, which had seeped through the wool of his robes and into the marrow of...

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