The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The ledger was open, its pages yellowed and brittle, the ink faded to the color of old blood. Elias Thorne stood before the Guildmaster, the cold of the mill room biting into his knuckles as he counted the sacks of grain listed for the month, twenty, forty, sixty, his breath hitching in a dry, rattling cough that shook his shoulders. He did not look up. He knew what was coming. The Guildmaster,...

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