The Distant Temple

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"Look at your hands, Thomas," the Captain said, his voice low and rough like gravel under a boot. "Look at what the road has done to them." I looked down. My fingers were black with the dust of the high passes, the skin cracked and bleeding in the creases. The wind up here, in the ancient, nameless peaks of the northern frontier, did not blow; it cut. It was a blade of ice that sought the gaps...

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