The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The spire of the Golden Maze did not fall so much as it exhaled, a great, grinding sigh of limestone and gold that shook the dust from the rafters of the lower vaults. Elias stood in the center of the nave, his hands slick with sweat and mortar, watching the central tower crumble into a heap of rubble that glowed with a faint, sickly luminescence. He was thirty years old, a mason by trade and a...

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