The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The ink did not dry. That was the first thing that felt wrong. I sat in the windowless room, the air thick with the smell of stale coffee and old paper, watching the black script bleed into the parchment like a bruise forming under skin. My name was written there. My rank. My date of commission. But the letters shifted, rearranging themselves in a slow, viscous crawl that defied the static...

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