The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The dream was a cellar, damp and cold, smelling of wet stone and the metallic tang of old blood. In the dream, the floor was not stone but a mosaic of shattered gold, each fragment reflecting a face that did not belong to the world of the living. Sir Thomas Vane woke with a gasp, the sweat clinging to his tunic like a second, heavier skin. He lay in the dim light of his chamber, the shadows...

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