The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The bell did not ring; it screamed, a jagged tear in the fabric of the silent night that shook the very mortar of the stone walls until the dust fell like grey snow from the high, vaulted ceiling. I was not sleeping. I had not slept in three days, for sleep is a luxury reserved for the innocent, and I, Thomas Bradshaw, was a creature of sin and stone, bound in the deepest cellar of the Abbey of...

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