The Distant Temple

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a thick, grey curtain that smothered the valley and turned the world into a place of muffled sounds and damp, cold stone, where Sergeant Elias Thorne sat alone in the windowless cellar of the old watchtower, his back pressed against the rough-hewn wall that smelled of wet moss and ancient decay, his hands bound tightly behind his back with...

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