The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

"Put it on. The light will find you if you hide in the dark." I looked at my father. He stood in the doorway of the cellar, his face a mask of rigid calm. His eyes were wet. He held out the garment. It was a cloak of deep crimson wool, heavy and warm. It smelled of lanolin and old earth. It was beautiful. It was a cage. "I am not a beast, Thomas," I said. My voice shook. It was a small sound in...

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