The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The Gatekeeper did not look up from his ledger. He scribbled a number, the quill scratching against the parchment with a sound like dry leaves crushing. Elara felt the cold weight of her husband’s hand in hers, a dead weight that dragged at her sleeve. She wanted to speak, to demand entry, but the air in the courtyard of Aethelgard was thick with a silence that tasted of iron and old dust. The...

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