The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain hit the corrugated iron roof of the shed with a rhythmic, metallic persistence. It was a sound that had no beginning and no end, only a continuous, grinding assault on the silence. Elias Thorne sat in the center of the room, his knees drawn up to his chest. He was a man composed of sharp angles and quiet desperation, his hands wrapped around a cold mug of tea that had long since lost...

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