The Distant Temple

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The rain did not fall so much as it was hammered against the slate roof of the mill office, a relentless, rhythmic assault that shook the loose floorboards beneath Elias Thorne’s boots. He stood in the center of the room, a space no larger than a coffin, surrounded by the damp rot of old ledgers and the metallic tang of fear. The air was thick, suffocating, a physical weight that pressed...

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