The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The iron taste of blood sat heavy on my tongue, thick and metallic, as I pressed my back against the cold, damp stone of the cellar wall, my breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps that sounded like the dry crackle of dead leaves skittering across a grave. Above me, through the narrow slit of the window that looked out onto the overgrown yard, the shadow of Alderman Blackwood’s house stretched...

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