The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain had not stopped for three days, a steady, gray veil that turned the cobblestones of the old quarter into mirrors reflecting a sky that refused to clear. Elias Thorne walked with a gait that suggested not fatigue, but a deliberate slowness, as if he were moving through water. He carried no umbrella. He was a man who had come from a place where such things were considered a waste of...

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