The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

She woke in the dark. Not the dark of night. The dark of the inside. Walls of stone. Cold. Wet. Breath hung in the air. A cloud. Then gone. Elara stood. Her knees cracked. Old joints. Unhuman joints. She was a thing of the walls. A spore given shape. A whisper given teeth. The Hallway was long. Endless. It stretched before her. Light did not reach it. She moved. *Thud.* Footsteps. *Thud.*...

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