The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

I woke with the taste of copper on my tongue, a metallic tang that coated the roof of my mouth like old blood. The dream was still clinging to me, a wet shroud of shadow and silence, depicting a room that did not exist in this world. It was a cellar, but not of stone or earth. It was a cell of gold, the walls fused into a single, seamless curve that reflected the light from a source I could not...

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