The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The train slowed as it entered the valley. The air grew heavy with the scent of wet stone and old iron. Elias adjusted his coat. He was tired. His bones ached with a dull, persistent heat. He had traveled for three days. The landscape outside the window was gray and flat. It did not care that he was moving through it. He was not a man in the way others understood the word. He had skin that...

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