The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The wind did not howl across the salt flats of the western frontier, as the poets of the eastern cities claimed, but it rasped, a dry and persistent sound like sand dragged across old leather. It was the year of the Great Reckoning, or so the officials called it, a time when the law had grown teeth of iron and eyes of glass, watching the movement of every man, woman, and child who dared to...

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