The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The ink was black, but it smelled of copper and old rain. Elias Thorne sat in the back room of the bindery, the air thick with the dust of pulp and the faint, metallic tang of the solution he mixed every night. It was a small town, Harrow’s Bend, where the smokestacks of the textile mills painted the sky a bruised purple by day and a sickly orange by night. The houses were brick, weathered and...

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