The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The crate sat in the center of the workshop, heavy and smelling of dust and old coins. You stared at it, your hands trembling slightly from the cold that seeped through the stone walls of the palace. Elias, forty-two years old, master goldsmith to the Crown, stood before the ruin of his livelihood. The King’s ceremonial mask was due on Friday. The war outside the walls had cut your supply of...

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