The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The tuning fork sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, cold steel against wet skin. It was a simple tool, a C-sharp, but in the damp air of the construction site, it hummed with a vibration that felt less like sound and more like a physical pressure against his teeth. He was thirty-two, an engineer whose hands were stained with graphite and rain, standing before the skeletal frame of the Meridian Tower....

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