The Distant Temple

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2026-08-18 14:13:59 -

I woke with the taste of copper and rust in my mouth, the metallic tang of old blood, or perhaps the ozone scent of a storm that had not yet broken. I was not in my bed in the damp, soot-stained rooms of Whitmore Hall. I was standing on a precipice of black glass, overlooking a valley where the rivers ran thick with mercury. The air was heavy, viscous, tasting of coal dust and ancient stone. I...

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