The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

Thorne, you are dismissed from the perimeter and confined to the cellar until further notice, Commander Vane said, his voice flat and final as a door slamming shut in a drafty hall. The air in the guardroom smelled of damp wool and stale pipe tobacco, a heavy, cloying scent that clung to the back of my throat before I could even register the weight of his gaze. I stood there, my hand still...

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