The Distant Temple

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The iron key was heavy, not with weight, but with the accumulated silence of three generations. It hung from a chain around the neck of Elias Thorne, a man whose face had been carved by the same winds that stripped the leaves from the oaks surrounding the manor house of Blackwood Hall. It was a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday; the days had begun to bleed into one another in the grey light of...

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