The Distant Temple

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The dream arrived not as a whisper but as a grinding, tectonic shift in the very marrow of Brother Elias’s soul, a sensation so profound and viscous that it felt less like sleep and more like the slow, inevitable erosion of stone by an unyielding, ancient wind. He lay in his narrow cell, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and the faint, metallic tang of fear that had become his constant...

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