The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The letter from the parish council lay on the table, the ink still wet. It was a polite refusal of my grant for "experimental botanical research," citing "public concern regarding the safety of unregulated compounds." I signed it. I did not need their money. I needed the mold. Clara coughed in the bedroom above. The sound was dry, like a twig snapping in a cold field. I wiped the ink from my...

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