The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The dream came to Elara not as a vision, but as a weight. It pressed against the back of her skull, a cold, metallic thing that tasted of copper and old blood. She lay in her narrow bed, the wool blanket heavy against her skin, listening to the wind rattle the shutters of the townhouse. In the dream, she was not Elara the apothecary’s daughter, but a hollow vessel, a chalice waiting to be...

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