The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The cellar door slammed shut with a violence that shook the dust from the rafters. Elias did not flinch. He stood in the gloom, his twelve-year-old frame rigid, clutching his leather-bound journal to his chest. The leather was worn soft, the spine cracked from years of use, smelling of damp earth and old tannin. Above him, through the thick wood, he heard his father’s boots pacing. The thud was...

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