The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The bell rang, and Master Aldous called out, "Elian, you are late. The ink is drying, and the King’s patience is not." Elian stood at the door of the scribe’s office, his boots caked in the red mud of the road, his hands trembling so violently that he could not unclench the fingers of his right hand. He was twelve years old, but he carried a satchel that weighed more than his own body, a heavy...

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