The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The cellar door slammed. Dust bloomed in the beam of the lantern. Thomas Ashworth held the key. It was brass. Cold. It tasted of metal on his tongue. He did not taste metal. He held it. The weight was significant. It was the weight of a verdict. The air was thick. It smelled of damp earth and rot. It smelled of yeast. It smelled of old wine. The darkness pressed against his eyes. He blinked....

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