The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The rain did not fall so much as it was pressed down from a sky that had forgotten how to be gray, a heavy, suffocating weight that turned the cobblestones of the Old Quarter into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the fractured lights of the streetlamps, and it was in this oppressive twilight that Elias Thorne, a man whose coat was as threadbare as his patience, stood at the edge of the Precipice,...

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