The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The cellar door is heavy. It is oak. It is old. You know the weight of it. You have carried it for forty years. You stand in the dark. The air is cold. It smells of damp earth and iron. You hold the lantern. The flame is small. It is yellow. It is fragile. Your hands are shaking. They are red. They are swollen. The joints are stiff. The pain is a constant hum in your bones. It is the sound of...

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