The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, gray mist that clung to the wool of Elias Thorne’s uniform and seeped into the bones of the carriage, turning the journey through the Appalachian foothills into a slow, wet suffocation. He sat in the corner of the hired coach, his hands resting on his knees, fingers stained with the dark residue of the coal dust that permeated...

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