The Distant Temple

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2026-08-17 22:13:47 -

I awoke with the taste of iron and wet wool in my mouth, the metallic tang of a world that had been scraped clean of its soft edges. I was lying on a floor of cold, grey slate, the air thick with the smell of ozone and burning coal, a scent that had become as familiar to me as the smell of my own skin. Above me, the ceiling was a vast, ribbed dome of glass and iron, stained with the soot of a...

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