The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The bell tower of St. Jude’s had not rung in three days. Elias Thorne stood at the base of the spiral stairs, his hand resting on the cold, iron rail. The metal bit into his palm, a sharp, familiar pain. He was a man who lived in the margins of history, a scholar of architectural decay, and he knew the building better than he knew his own breathing. The city outside was a blur of gray smoke and...

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