The Distant Temple

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2026-08-17 13:32:55 -

The rain in the valley did not fall so much as it settled, a heavy, grey curtain that erased the horizon and left only the smell of wet stone and decaying lichen. Thomas sat on the edge of the stone bench, his boots muddy, his fingers laced tightly around a small, clay bowl. It was cold to the touch, but inside, the porridge was still warm. He looked at it with the same detached curiosity a man...

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