The Distant Temple

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The rook perched on the lintel, its feathers matted with the gray dust of the market square. It did not blink. It simply looked at Elias Thorne. Elias looked back, his eyes red-rimmed, his fingers stained with the black grease of the loom he had not touched in three days. "Look at it," Elias whispered. His voice was a dry rasp, like sand dragged over stone. "It knows. It knows I’m a fraud." The...

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