The Distant Temple

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The rain did not fall so much as it was pressed down from the heavens by a heavy, invisible hand. It slicked the cobblestones of the courtyard until they shone like black mirrors, reflecting the pale, trembling lanterns that lined the path to the Gate. Seraphina stood in the center of the wet stone, her hands clasped tightly before her waist. The wool of her cloak was heavy, soaked through to...

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