The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The dream was not a dream but a fever, a slow boiling of the blood that kept Wulfen awake in the damp cellar of the inn in Bristol. He lay on the straw, his back aching with a pain that had no name, and watched the single candle flame dance against the stone wall. In the vision, he held a mirror in his hands, and the face looking back was not his own. It was the face of the woman he had left in...

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