The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The ink was black. It had always been black. I sat in the archive, the air thick with the dust of dead centuries, and watched the lines shift. The Duke’s new edict had come down that morning, banning all cartography outside the royal court. My hands shook as I held the quill. I was forty-two, a scribe with a debt that stretched back to my father’s time. I needed the Golden Map. Not to conquer,...

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