The Distant Temple

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The rain against the windowpane was not a sound so much as a texture, a gritty, persistent friction that rubbed against the inside of your skull until the boundary between the wet world outside and the dry, dusty air of the study dissolved entirely. You were kneeling on the Persian rug, the wool scratching against your knees, dissecting the silence of the house with the same obsessive precision...

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