The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

I woke with the taste of iron and wet ash on my tongue, the memory of a dream so vivid it felt less like sleep and more like a wound that had just been re-opened, where I had been running through a labyrinth of golden bricks that stretched down into the earth, deeper than any mine, deeper than any root system, where the air was thick with the scent of sulfur and old blood, and I was holding a...

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