The Labyrinth-Palace

Pure whiteness. The fog of her breath obscured all but the ivory sky whose shavings fluttered to lose their spectacular forms upon her skin. She lay still a moment, blinking the fuzzy shapes from her lashes, then turned her head. Tall hedges boxed her in.

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She stood up, murmuring, “A labyrinth?” A tiny dot in her black coat, she unwittingly stood in a maze that extended for trillions of miles. She brushed the side of one of…