The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The wine is red. It is the color of a bruise that will not fade. You drink. The taste is thick. It coats your tongue. It tastes of iron. It tastes of old blood. The hall is loud. The fire roars. The shadows dance on the stone walls. You are old. Your hands shake. You hide them in your robes. You are the King. Or you were. The men here call you Sir. They bow. Their heads are low. But their eyes...

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