The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The quill scratched against the vellum, a sound like dry leaves skittering across a stone floor, and Elara did not look up. The light in the scriptorium was thin and gray, filtering through the high windows that had been clogged with soot for weeks, casting long, distorted shadows that pooled around the base of her desk. She dipped the nib into the well of the Mirror Ink, the liquid black and...

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