The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The dream came again. It was a corridor of white stone, endless and cold. The floor was wet with condensation. In the center of the path lay a single, golden leaf. It did not rot. It did not dry. It sat there, bright as a coin, waiting. Elias woke with the taste of copper in his mouth. He sat up in the narrow bed of his office at the Sterling & Vance Archives. The rain lashed against the high...

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