The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The heavy oak door of the cellar groaned open, releasing a breath of air that smelled of wet stone, old iron, and the metallic tang of something forgotten. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood in the threshold, his boots heavy on the flagstones, watching the dust motes dance in the single shaft of light that pierced the gloom from a high, barred window. He was leaving. In an hour, the convoy would...

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