The Distant Temple

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2026-08-17 11:19:33 -

The jar cracked. It happened at dawn. Or perhaps it was late. Time had become a muddy thing, a slurry of grey light and damp wool. The sound was sharp. A snap. Like a dry twig breaking under a boot. Maren looked down. The glass was in her hand. Shattered. The blue substance inside had spilled onto the floorboards. It looked like spilled ink. Or blood. It was thick. Viscous. "Did you see that?"...

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