The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The deed lay on the scarred oak table, its edges curling like dried leaves, the ink still wet and glistening under the single bulb that swung overhead. I signed it with a hand that trembled not from cold, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the transaction, my signature a jagged scar across the paper that bound me to Silas Vane for another decade of labor. The paper smelled of iron and old...

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