The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The ink was wet. It always was. Captain Elias Thorne sat in the high-backed chair in his father’s study, the room thick with the scent of old paper and pipe tobacco. He held a fountain pen. The nib trembled. On the desk lay a single sheet of parchment, blank and white as a grave. His father, Colonel Thorne, sat in the shadow of the window, his face a map of deep lines and quiet authority. The...

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