The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The golden compass was warm against my palm, a heat that felt less like metal and more like a living thing pressing its tongue against my skin, and I clutched it so tightly the brass casing bit into the meat of my hand as the first snow of the Ashen Steppe began to fall. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, a cartographer who has spent the last decade mapping borders that no longer exist,...

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