The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The carriage wheels groaned against the packed earth of the highland road, a sound like the creaking of old bones under the weight of the world. Thomas Ashworth sat in the back, his knees drawn up to his chest, the cold seeping through his wool trousers. He was twelve years old, though he looked older, his face gaunt and pale as the winter sky that pressed down upon the valleys below. Beside...

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