The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The fog rolled in from the moors like a living thing, thick and tasting of iron and old rot, swallowing the jagged peaks of the Cairngorms until the world was nothing but a grey, breathing void that pressed against my chest until I could no longer distinguish the air I breathed from the earth I stood upon, and in that suffocating silence, wrapped around my neck with a tightness that felt less...

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