The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the old district into slick, black mirrors reflecting the flickering gaslights, and you stood in the center of the wet square, your coat heavy with water, your hands trembling not from the cold but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that had gathered around you like a living thing,...

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