The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

Grigori Pavlov stood before the Duke’s gate, his hands heavy with the weight of a debt that had no bottom. He was forty, a cellar master by trade, and he had come to demand the release of his son, Vanya, from the debt prison where the air tasted of rust and old blood. The gatekeeper, a man with eyes like wet stones, looked down at Grigori’s worn coat and laughed, a dry, cracking sound that...

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