The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

Chapter One Wen Xu stood in the heat, the sweat stinging the cuts on his knuckles. The air in the tomb preparation office smelled of wet plaster and old ink, a dry, choking scent that coated the back of the throat. He was a carter, thirty years old, and his mule, Lao Hui, lay dying in the mud outside the gate, its ribs showing like the rungs of a broken ladder. The machine that replaced the...

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