Far beyond the edges of the maps that cartographers dare to print, past the places where the compass needles spin with quiet desperation and refuse to point toward anything they recognise, there stood a temple carved from the last light of a dying world. It was not a temple any traveller would have found by accident. It did not announce itself with minarets or bell towers or the smoke of...
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