The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The ink on the ledger was still wet, glistening like a bruise under the gaslight. Silas Vane did not look up from the page. His fingers, stained permanently black at the tips, traced the columns of numbers with the reverence of a priest handling holy relics. Outside, the rain lashed against the high windows of the counting house, a rhythmic, insistent drumming that tried to drown out the tick...

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