The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The cellar was cold enough to make my teeth ache, a damp chill that seeped through the wool of my tunic and settled into the joints of my knees. I had been down here for an hour, my fingers raw from prying at the lining of the garment, when the fabric finally gave way with a soft, tearing whisper. There, sewn into the inner pocket of my father’s ceremonial tunic, was a rusted iron key, its...

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