The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The road is broken. You know this. The mud sucks at your boots with a wet, sucking hunger. You are walking. You have been walking for three days. The sky is a bruise, purple and swollen. It will rain. It always rains here. You carry the shield. It is heavy. It is iron. It is yours. The village is ahead. Smoke rises. Thin. Gray. It smells of burning thatch and fear. You do not run. You walk. To...

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