The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The water had not just risen; it had invaded, turning Elias Thorne’s sanctuary into a swamp of silt and shattered brass. He stood in the ankle-deep muck, his boots sucking with every step, staring at the Grand Meridian, the masterwork he had spent twelve years building, now a heap of twisted springs and cracked glass. The shop was silent save for the dripping of water from the ceiling and the...

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