The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The vine cracked. It did not snap with a sound. It let go. Silence rushed into the gap. Elias stood in the dark. He held his breath. The air tasted of copper and rot. The cellar was deep. Too deep for a man. But Elias was not a man. Not anymore. He was a vessel. A conduit. The vines were alive. They pulsed against the stone. They wanted to feed. He looked at his hands. They were stained. Black...

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