The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The storm did not break the city; it merely revealed the rot that had long since eaten through the mortar of our pride. I remember the day the sky turned the color of bruised plums, a heavy, suffocating violet that pressed down upon the slate roofs of Aethelgard until the very stones seemed to groan under the weight of the coming dark. I was a man of the Watch, a keeper of the boundary lines, a...

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