The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The fire took the keep. It ate the stone and the wood and the name of the place in one long, hungry breath. I stood on the ridge, watching the smoke twist into the gray sky. My sword was sheathed. My hands were still. Inside the burning hall, my son screamed. Not for pain. For release. We were the Wardens of the Hollow. Our duty was simple. The maze was a living thing. It grew in the deep...

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