The Distant Temple

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The sky did not break; it dissolved. It was a Tuesday in late November, the kind of day where the light hangs heavy and yellow, like old varnish, and the air tastes of wet wool and impending frost. Elias Thorne stood on the threshold of his workshop in the village of Oakhaven, a place that had existed for centuries but felt, in that moment, like a stage set waiting for the curtain to fall. He...

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