The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The seal was broken. Margaret stood in the cellar, her breath fogging in the cold air. The silence was not empty. It was heavy, thick with the scent of old paper and damp stone. She held the object in her hands. It was small. A box of brass. The hinges were rusted. The lock was gone. She had waited for this moment for forty years. "Are you ready, Margaret?" The voice came from above. It was the...

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