The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

Thorne, get your hands off the map. The voice cut through the damp air of the trench, sharp and cold as the November wind that had been stripping the leaves from the oaks for three days. Elias Thorne did not move. He stood in the mud, his boots sinking an inch with every shift of weight, his fingers still resting on the edge of the topographic sheet pinned to the sandbag wall. Around him, the...

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