The Golden Maze
The rain slicks the cobblestones. You stand still. Your knees ache. They always ache. It is a dull, grinding pain deep in the bone. You feel it in your teeth. You feel it in the soles of your boots. The palace looms. It is dark. It is wet. The stone weeps. You are the only one who hears it. "Move," a voice says. You do not move. "Move, you coward," the voice snaps. You are Captain Thomas...
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