The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The coat hangs in the corner of the cell, a heavy thing of dark wool, its buttons tarnished by the damp air and the weight of years. You have not touched it in three days, yet your hands ache with the phantom sensation of its texture, the coarse weave that once served as a shield against the cold and, later, a cage for your sins. The walls of this small room in the town of Oakhaven are painted...

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