The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

There was never any gold in the cellar. That is the first thing you must understand, the thing that eats the marrow of your ambition until only the bone remains. I dreamed of the key. It was not a dream of light, as one might expect for a treasure, but a dream of weight. It hung in my hand, cold as river stone, humming a low, metallic note against my palm. I woke with the taste of copper in my...

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