The Distant Temple

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2026-08-18 00:15:44 -

I woke in the dream with the taste of iron filings and old parchment on my tongue, a metallic tang that coated the roof of my mouth like a secret kept too long, and the first light that filtered through the high, arched windows of the library was not the grey, industrial dawn of our city but a thick, amber glow that seemed to suspend dust motes in a holy, viscous air, forcing me to sit up on...

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