The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones of the lower city into slick, black mirrors. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the foot of the spiral staircase, his boots heavy with the mud of the streets he had just cleared. The air in the hallway smelled of wet wool, old stone, and the faint, metallic tang of ozone that seemed to permeate the walls...

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