The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The High Warden’s voice cut through the fog like a blade, sharp and cold. "Thorne. You are relieved of your post." Elias did not turn. He stood in the courtyard of Aethelgard, the ancient fortress clinging to the cliffside like a barnacle on a whale’s flank. The mist here was not weather; it was a living thing, a gray breath that seeped into the pores of the stone and the skin of the men. It...

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