The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The dream was a cage of golden light, warm and suffocating, where the air tasted of dust and old honey. In the center of this luminous prison stood a single oak tree, its roots tangled in the floorboards, its leaves a shimmering, unnatural gold that did not reflect the light so much as generate it. Margot stood before it, her hands pressed against the bark, feeling the pulse of something...

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