The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The rain did not fall so much as it pressed, a heavy, gray hand against the glass of the university library, blurring the spines of the books into a smear of leather and dust. You stood at the edge of the atrium, watching the water race down the pane, your reflection superimposed over the storm. You were Professor Elias Thorne, a man who had spent forty years mapping the silent corridors of...

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