The Distant Temple

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The mud is red. It clings to your boots. It stains the white of your tunic. You are not alone. The forest is thick. The air is thin. You run. Your lungs burn. The sound of pursuit is close. Snapping twigs. Heavy breathing. You are the Warden. You are the law. Or so you believe. The men behind you are not men. They are shadows. They are voices. They are the judgment you have served for thirty...

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