The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The ink was black. The paper was white. The knife was sharp. Elias cut. The blade kissed the parchment. A thin line. A perfect line. It split the air. It split the sheet. The sound was a whisper. A dry, brittle sigh. Like a bone breaking. Like a leaf falling in winter. He did not stop. He could not stop. The court was cold. The stone floor bit his feet. He wore thin boots. He had no money for...

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