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'Cache' Twenty-two

By Nancy
July 6, 2005

All men seek it in some fashion, some accountable for their desires, others not.

As he ran his fingers lightly over the coins he could feel the pull. It felt like a gentle caress as a whispered promise of eternal life rose up towards the cavern top. The gold dimmed as a haunted shadow fell across them, an empty voice
drowning the alluring deception. He wasn't sure he was of strong enough constitution to use it as a means to the ends they all pursued.

Reprisal, love, freedom, second chances, all to be had for the price of this one…gold…coin.

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