The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The dream began with the smell of burnt sugar, a thick, cloying scent that hung in the air of the manor house like a heavy, invisible curtain. It was not a nightmare, precisely, but a waking state that felt too solid, too textured in its details to be mere sleep. He was standing in the library, the floorboards cold and damp beneath his bare feet, the wallpaper peeling in long, yellowed strips...

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