The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

Thorne, stop scratching at the mortar; you are only making it worse. The voice came from the darkness above, muffled by the thick layer of wet clay and stone that separated the vaulted cellar from the street, but Elias Thorne heard it clearly, the vibration traveling through the soles of his boots and up the bones of his shins, a low hum that matched the rhythmic thumping of his own heart. He...

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