The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The chalice sat in his hands, heavy and cold, the gold surface rippling like water disturbed by a stone. Sir Kaelen stood in the center of the ruined cellar, his breath fogging in the damp air, the scent of ozone and rot clinging to his tongue. He had come for the cure, for Elara, whose blood was turning to gold, but the object in his grasp did not look like a vessel for medicine; it looked...

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