The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The dream is always the same. You are running through a labyrinth of gold, the metal hot against your skin, the light so bright it bleaches the color from the world until there is only the gleam and the heat. You run, but the paths shift behind you, closing off, trapping you in a corridor of your own making. You wake with the taste of copper in your mouth, the sheets twisted around your legs...

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