The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The cellar was dark. It was a cube of shadow. I sat in the center. My father’s bones were not there. Only dust. And the smell of wet earth. I had come to bury him. Or so I thought. The city above was loud. A roar of iron and steam. We were not allowed to speak of the dead here. The Law of the Surface forbade it. Silence was safety. Noise was death. I am Thomas. I am of the Under. We live in the...

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