The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The ledger said four hours and twelve minutes had passed since Elias Thorne’s arrival, a duration that felt less like time and more like a slow, suffocating accumulation of dust. He sat in the corner of the detention office, a room that smelled of damp wool and old paper, counting the stitches on the frayed cuff of his tunic, each one a small, white thread holding back the unraveling of his...

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