The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

You are in the cellar. The air is thick. It tastes of iron. Of old roots. You press your back against the stone. Cold. Damp. Unyielding. Above you, the world shakes. A rumble. Low. Deep. The floor vibrates. Dust falls. Fine powder. White snow. It settles on your hair. On your hands. You do not move. You are still. Stone still. Root still. You are old. Older than this house. Older than the war....

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