The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The lamp had been burning for three days. It was a simple oil lamp, brass-rimmed, sitting on a wooden table in the basement of the university library. The air was thick, stale, and smelled of old paper and damp earth. Arthur sat in the chair opposite the flame. He did not move. He did not blink. His eyes were fixed on the small, steady circle of light. He was a scholar of medieval history. His...

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