The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The letter lay on the mahogany desk, its edges curling slightly from the humidity of the industrial city, the ink still wet where the Minister’s seal had been pressed. Elias Thorne did not read it immediately; he ran a thumb over the heavy cream paper, feeling the texture of his own dismissal before the words registered. He was forty-two years old, a Captain with twenty years of service, and he...

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